Lyrical Breakdown of Super Agent - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Super Agent" 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 "Super Agent" 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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Yeah, haha Oh, kick that shit G Nothin' Yeah Sold, black gold, one strong buck To the Milwaukee Bucks, for a million bucks Just get him off the streets so he don't get bucked Super agent to the rescue so he won't get fucked Uh! Run, nigga run to the auction block But you can't pledge allegiance to the block This buck here, is the right kinda stock For sale for passin', the right kinda rock Yo. Auctioneer Stern, to massive fuck Can a nigga go home to where he used to walk? Come back, but super agent said, "You can't talk" I didn't know basketball had a bauk Uh, the Buck runs laps, while they run craniums Players be drainin' 'em, owners be claimin' 'em Super agents framin' 'em and then nicknamin' 'em Drainin' they ass, to pack them stadiums Super agent (super agent, where are you now?) Super agent (what a hell of a man) (Where you at?) Super agent (super agent, where are you now?) Never flagrant (big daddy moves) (Where you at?) Super agent (super agent, where are you now?) Super agent (backstabbin') super agent (Super agent, where are you now?) Never flagrant (watch yo' back) Let's get it on! The players ear word for word verbatum Super agent got him locked, coaches be hatin' him Super agent wouldn't even come to my hood If I had no skills, was wackin' no good Uh, in my neck of the woods the leagues concrete One can only dream about wood, yeah Feel the grain and let the bills get paid Pay respect to the projects And the half court rejects Scholarships, save that college shit Then championships, don't pay for the head trips Can I get a chance if I don't sing or dance? Right about romance? Or wear short pants? So I rave and rant, and you can't say I can't Get my grants, cold chillin' in a b-boy stance Super agent (super agent, where are you now?) Super agent (what a hell of a man) (Where you at?) Super agent (super agent, where are you now?) Never flagrant (big daddy moves) (Where you at?) Super agent (super agent, where are you now?) Super agent (backstabbin') super agent (Super agent, where are you now?) Never flagrant (watch yo' back) Let's get it on! Fuck that trophy, find the loot then approach me Land a milk and honey, can I get a quickness to the money? All witness, no cheers, the four years I ain't wit' this Hell wit' the N-C-double A 'cause my super agent's paid With his dollars, I could buy a fuckin' college Mister Ra-ra campus isn't keepin school bustas Lookin' who's lovin' ya, going for the jugular They know they can't contain me on the regular Pimps pushes, the pocket book guzzler Would you pardon my father please, Mister Governer? Thought he had it made, dreamin' about a trade Things we get, help but the roof on this bitch Dark side of the room when he jumped the broom Super agent got this player, nine figure wages Back of sports pages, off ghetto stages Shootin' sleepin' pills and runnin' to the hills Super agent (super agent, where are you now?) Super agent (what a hell of a man) (Where you at?) Super agent (super agent, where are you now?) Never flagrant (big daddy moves) (Where you at?) Super agent (super agent, where are you now?) Super agent (what a hell of a man) (Super agent, where are you now?) Super agent (backstabbin') super agent (Super agent, where are you now?) Super agent (Super agent, where are you now?) Never flagrant (Super agent, where are you now?) Super agent (Super agent, where are you now?) Never flagrant