Lyrical Breakdown of What You Need Is Jesus - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "What You Need Is Jesus" 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 "What You Need Is Jesus" 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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Halleluja, Jesus, Halleluja Now here's the pop, turnaround jumper Hits the rim bounce away, the new slave trade (hmm, hmm) Manchild, six feet five, but juvenile Thin line between getting bucks and gettin' wild Brooklyn style, hundred thousand miles Parque tiles, leavin' ankles broke in a pile Son got a ticket to fly, he can make it if he try to the sky, like a Coney Island ride Gettin' pages, from his super agent Community raises at the clout or the cages No doubt, center stages, mad phases From behind crazies flippin' through the faces Paper chases, love that many places Pros and cons, flics between the races He hold the rock, call for sweat shops Guard the set shop replaced by sex shops (aha, yeah) The highest bidder, no room for the quitter Gave seven tickets, under counterfittas Three cities a week, droppin' needles Like the black Beatles take heed, what you need is Jesus (the incredible) Jesus (and in your existence, huh) Jesus (the incredible, yea) Jesus (check it out) Crack my picture, never switch up Smack the back ups, pack them pick ups Resurrection of the two man vocal section The spirit in your dark ass direction Duckin' them spray ups on my way that I thought be lay ups Won the battle wars, a thousand one push ups Here marks the return of them rules about Ruff Ryders Risin', chargin' hard from the point guard Watch what you prey for, but know the team that you play for Need I say more? Uh, scared of the resurrection Sacrifice yours, them maybe the revolution is basketball (yea, yeah) Changes, generanges, which means rearrange shit, erase shit Stuck on Playstations, then the new plantations I said a millions heads waitin' for another nation (oh Jesus) To make your world be free No shoppin' sprees, there ain't no stoppin' me (no, no, come on) Here's the fee, not the weed Got to see, God speed, what you need is Jesus (the incredible) Jesus (and in your existence, huh) Jesus (the incredible, yea) Jesus (what you need is) Jesus (the incredible) (oh, my Jesus) Jesus (and in your existence) (oh, my Jesus) Jesus (the incredible) (oh, my Jesus) Jesus (and in your existence) (oh, Jesus) Sticky D gives you fits, on them turnaround hippocrytes Comin' and goin like flics Hit 'em net scripts, like a butcher Gettin' all the chips, musta been a road trip against the Knicks On TV showcasin' kicks Must be the fan 'cause his video gettin' all the chicks Walk up on a replay on Monday Sportscenter highlights, last second steal kept 'em real (Ow) oh God, oh, God oh What you need is (Jesus, Jesus) What you need is (Jesus, Jesus) What you need is (Jesus, Jesus) (oh, Jesus, Jesus) What you need is (Jesus, Jesus) (yeah, yeah, oh yeah, Jesus)