Lyrical Breakdown of Put It Up - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Put It Up" 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 "Put It Up" 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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Cant understand some of these
Rhyming in circles
Now patriotic emcees
On bent knees
By six degrees
Lord have mercy
Even the voice of god rehearses
Attack of the 50 ft verses
Super mama this time around, gotta few curses
Papa gotta new bag of can't get
Worse comes to worse
Cant get enough
Of tryin' it
Sayin' nothing goin' no place no time soon
But buyin' it
Like gettin' in a car without drivin' it
Still black rock the wax like stax
I rip, I mix
Full screen like IMAX
So I max
Relax
Off the deep end
Get deep in the record
100 beats per second
Cut down the like rhymes
'Cause they get redundant
Refuse to stoop to stupid
'Cause they dumped it
Down
Like Motown
Say it loud
Damn
Like I'm the new James Brown uh
Put it up, put it up, put it up, put it up, put it up, put it up, put it up, put it up
Rocked the concoction
A potion of too much emotion
Uh, I'm a keep it in motion
Call it whatcha wanna
Bus stop, electric slide cha-cha
Funky 16 corners
Hot like Gill Scott blues
But damn too old for 22s
But I can still move
Groove
Let's roll
You can't do your thing
If your things the wrong thing
Tax the payers
Stack paper
But you failed as an eighth grader
Dumb ass
Failed every math class
Plus I know this like Otis
I like to know
Are you ready for some super dynamite soul
F -it, that's how it goes?
Beyond the cornrows
If i cant talk, get to steppin
Tougue can be a tool and weapon
Listen
Put it up, put it up, put it up, put it up, put it up, put it up, put it up, put it up
Tycoons
Damn im tired of these coons
Rhymin in circles
Words can either help or hurt you
Or be neutral
Cats still might shoot you
What suits you
If you gots issues
A thousand tattoos
Confused in 200 dollar gym shoes
Spendin' more than u got
2002 blues
Give it up, turn it loose
Ain't no use
Rest of you
Screamin' rescue me from the residue
Fast break fives on two
Us against you
So what you gonna do?
Put it up, put it up, put it up, put it up, put it up, put it up, put it up, put it up