Lyrical Breakdown of Move - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Q-Tip weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Move" 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 Q-Tip 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 Q-Tip's narrative.

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She's a dancing machine Here we come yo Here we come Here we come yo Here we come Here we come yo Here we come Here we come yo Here we come Here we come yo Here we come Here we come yo Here we come I'm just a brother man descendant of the motherland I fuck with blackberries and dimes and butter tens Good on my right and shuffle on my other hand Life is a tight rope I'm dyein' the balance in And by the end hopefully I be the balance-man A simple dude who can exude the talents and I am the captain of the hot butter-caravan Spread in a different look to charred and battered lands It's outta function I see girls that can top it off I hold mines while these cowboys pop it off You just a movie-dude claimin' that you pop-soft This shit's like cold grits without the hot sauce This government seems to me like it's off course Come on come on Let's move and get down Like it's off course Come on come on Let's move (This government) and get down Come on come on Let's move and get down Ride with me, come on Come on come on Let's move and get down Your dubious style may rock for right now But in the long run, you really lost one Jamaica, Queens-man land of the tossed gun It's never easy police nah sees we Go through the checkpoints birds flip to po nine I got a bad bird nicknamed her sunshine I treats her so kind sweet nothings at nighttime Into the right tunes we hit the right rhymes I dig her fashion smash into my memory And in the club shorty stays rear end of me A humble dude and never will pretend to be The type of artist that's desired for the industry Came in this fucker me and I'm a leave me And in the end B you would believe me that I'm a leave me So what's a industry if the listeners will always stand beside me? Come on come on Let's move and get down Come on come on Let's move and get down Come on come on Let's move and get down Come on come on Let's move and get down