Lyrical Breakdown of Sunshine - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

  • Lyric Overview: Witness how Pusha T feat. Jill Scott weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Sunshine" 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 Pusha T feat. Jill Scott 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 Pusha T feat. Jill Scott's narrative.

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I say hey, sunshine Oh how the day can be so long I say hey, sunshine Oh how the day can be so long America, you need a miracle Beyond spiritual I need a realer view I hold a mirror to it These ain't new problems, they just old ways I see one time turn sunshine into Freddie Gray Just another nigga dead, just another nigga dead Send another to the FEDs, send another to the FEDs Not guilty, still I'm filthy In FOX eyes, we the dark side So they tell you lies Through a TV, C-N-B-C C-N-N, Don Lemon, no Kweli when you meet me In order to be me You gotta see what Chief Keef see Brenda's baby next door to the candy lady Same project as Candy Man where they still doing hand-in-hands Sunday to Sunday, pastor only want one day Grandma praying someday But God can't hear it over gun play Woo! Still a target, but the badge is the new noose Yeah, we all see it, but cellphones ain't enough proof So we still lose I say hey, sunshine Oh how the day can be so long I say hey, sunshine Oh how the day can be so long I don't got no march in me, I can't turn the other cheek While they testing your patience, they just testing my reach Funeral flowers, every 28 hours Being laid over ours Sworn to protect and serve, but who really got the power? Looking over their allowances Building prisons where the mountains is Laptops is for the county kids Metal detectors is where ours is They'll never re-write this, like they re-wrote history The fact that the Statue of Liberty was black is a goddamn mystery And so it goes, every truth don't get told All these cops get cleared, and lives are stole Every goose don't lay gold whoa Just another nigga dead, just another nigga dead Send another to the FEDs, send another to the FEDs They call in the National Guard Public Enemy, I am Chuck D Flavor Flav in Louis V, but I'm Huey P Woo! The new elite, it's either you or me Let the sunshine, cause their dark clouds try to ruin me It's more and more and more than Baltimore From shore to shore, oh lord Patience torn, patience gone, oh lord I say hey, sunshine Oh how the day can be so long I say hey, sunshine Oh how the day can be so long