Lyrical Breakdown of Frankenstar - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Frankenstar" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Public Enemy weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Frankenstar" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
• Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that Public Enemy employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
• Syllable Pattern Insights: Dive deeper into the structural elements of the lyrics. See how the syllable count varies across the song, adding a unique rhythm and flow to Public Enemy's narrative.

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Let me tell you something Let me tell you something New York is ready (No cap, they ready) it's Public Enemy Exploding through the wall (yeah) We the fans, hopin' they would be open Tinted glass, behind that tinted glass Crowd waiting in limbo, is that the limo? But she don't give a damn, he don't give a damn And buy their product because they a buy product of a marketing plan Can I get an autograph? I'm fanatic number two million in one Sign it to my mama, so she can cut the drama Bought it in a store in Nicaragua but you ignore the poor Can't even get to your door Frankenstar, you don't even know who the hell you are I don't give a damn about your car Frankenstar Frankenstar Frankenstar Frankenstar You don't even know who the hell you are We don't give a damn about your crib Only give a damn about what you did Frankenstar Can I get a ride on that music? Can I get a look on that movie? All you gotta do is groove me Security ain't got to shoot me How can a fan get close to you? What do you think I'm supposed to do? Shit by the way I bought a poster too I didn't take it back 'cause the show was whack Bought a hundred dollar ticket Told us where we could stick it Frankenstar, let the fans know Next time you do a ten minutes show Frankenstar Frankenstar Frankenstar, you don't even know who the hell you are I don't give a damn about your car Frankenstar Frankenstar Frankenstar Frankenstar You don't even know who the hell you are We don't give a damn about your crib Only give a damn about what you did Frankenstar I'm talking 'bout you I'm talking 'bout you I'm talking 'bout you I'm talking 'bout you Now you say you from the hood You paid and laid And now you think you gonna get sprayed I see you grinnin' at them humble beginnings Fame is just like some water to a gremlin Fame is fake and it fades Millinnum stars can be like grenades Blowin' up thinking that we all got it made In some new MTV cribs to fool all y'all kids The new monster mash, see 'em all dance for cash Saw ya with a new lawyer, so you better stash The VIP section got your attention So you cannot see that far past The wrong inspiration for a very young nation When you dismiss real education Your living room's Xbox and Playstation Yeah stop wasting my time Frankenstar You don't even know who the hell you are I don't give a damn about your car Frankenstar Frankenstar Frankenstar Frankenstar Frankenstar Damn Frankenstar Frankenstar