Lyrical Breakdown of Paid In Full - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Paid In Full" 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 "Paid In Full" 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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: Yo rakim, what's up?
: Yo, i'm doing the knowledge, e., i'm trying to get paid in full
: Well, check this out, since nobry walters is our agency, right?
: True
: Kara lewis is our agent
: Word up
: Zakia/4th & broadway is our record company
: Indeed
: Okay, so who we rollin with?
: We rollin with rush
: Of rushtown management. check this out, since we talking over
This def beat that i put together, i wanna hear some of them
Def rhymes, know what i'm sayin? and together, we can get
Paid in full...
Thinkin of a master plan
Cuz ain't nuthin but sweat inside my hand
So i dig into my pocket, all my money is spent
So i dig deeper but still comin up with lint
So i start my mission- leave my residence
Thinkin how could i get some dead presidents
I need money, i used to be a stick-up kid
So i think of all the devious things i did
I used to roll up, this is a hold up, ain't nuthin funny
Stop smiling, be still, don't nuthin move but the money
But now i learned to earn cos i'm righteous
I feel great! so maybe i might just
Search for a 9 to 5, if i strive
Then maybe i'll stay alive
So i walk up the street whistlin this
Feelin out of place cos, man, do i miss
A pen and a paper, a stereo, a tape of
Me and eric b, and a nice big plate of
Fish, which is my favorite dish
But without no money it's still a wish
Cos i don't like to dream about gettin paid
So i dig into the books of the rhymes that i made
To now test to see if i got pull
Hit the studio, cos i'm paid in full