Lyrical Breakdown of Guess Who's Back - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Rakim weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Guess Who's Back" 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 Rakim 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 Rakim's narrative.

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New York City, whaddup? Ya'll ready or what? Check, I think they ready now, baby It's the return of the Wild Style fashionist Smashin' hits, make it hard to adapt to this Put pizazz and jazz in this, and cash in this Mastered this, flash this and make 'em clap to this DJ's throw on cuts and obey the crowd Just pump the volume up and play it loud Hip-hop's embedded, before I said I wouldn't let it But me and the microphone is still magnetic Straight off the top, I knew I'd be forced to rock Dance floors just stop, the spot's scorchin' hot Hopin' I open Rakim Allah seminars Massage at the bar, smokin' ten dollar cigars While I admire midas, with more vision than TV's I find it easy catchin' diabetes from fly sweeties Sit back and wait to hear a slammin' track Rockin' jams by popular demand, I'm back I control the crowd, you know I hold it down When it drop you know it's jiggy when you hear the sound From town to town, until it's world renowned And I rock New York City all year around It's on, you can swerve when it's heard in clubs Thought patterns displayed on Persian rugs Equations are drawn up in paisley form Mic it stay warm, my flow is Evian Deep as a Nautilus, you stay dipped in Ra style From the shores of Long Island to Panama Canal Intellect pitches, new trends like a clothes designer I'm in effect, quicker than medicines in China Split the mic open, fill it with somethin' potent to go in And take a toke then mental planes start floatin' Hot science is smokin' altitudes cause chokin' Product is hypnotic, you're soakin' and still smokin' Better scenes than grams of amphetamines Plans to scheme, means I'll forever fiend Long as the mic is loud and the volumes are up I control the crowd, you know I hold it down When it drop you know it's jiggy when you hear the sound From town to town, until it's world renowned And I rock New York City all year around I control the crowd, you know I hold it down When it drop you know it's jiggy when you hear the sound From town to town, until it's world renowned And I rock New York City all year around