Lyrical Breakdown of Still In Love - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Still In Love" 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 "Still In Love" 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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Hey yo every time hear some real hip hop man I start thinking... yo I"m still in love man ...listen I'm in booth like prison Lid like lift If music's like woman I'm whipped like a nymph I love to keep it pushing Like the basement speakers Love hearing real hip hop and making heaters Born entertainer Armed with the flamer If they bust shoots with it Come on it's the blamer Got the place to loose it Booth shaking to it True gangster music Screwface included Macho lingo The beat'll remind you Of the quatro cinco Or cinco de mayo Put it in your car Turn the sound sky high Ra down the block sound like a drive by Keep chicks moving Heat keep them open Put em in the mood and they leave something broken D.J set the scene to it in the club Sound track to the hood theme music for the thug I told you I'm still in love baby Beats drop heavy every rhyme one ton Streets not ready hurry nine one one Spot gets frantic Too late to panic The meteor they can't stop from hitting the planet Sodom and Gamorah Sadam and Osama The horror without the bomb and no llama Spitting at a show performing Vocals are swarming Flow overflowing like it's global warming I flood the market out I'm over your head now Roll the carpet out The droughts over and dead now When I kill a track The true story the cause of euphoria The thrillers back Next flow level Hip hop lover Dress code ghetto Lit vibe cutter Just an artist trying to rep the hardest And make history so not even death can part us It's love I'm still in love baby I'm still in love It's the god Rakim They know I get it (in) They pull me back (in) I'm going back (in) Spitting fire Ghetto music Getting higher like a drug therapeutic Hooked like an addict Strung like sex Look I got to have it It alleviates stress Quick as marijuana settle in the brain Needle hit the record like heroin to vein Blood start flowing Adrenaline rush Love start jonesing School yard crush Ra still feining still emceeing More deals and geeing Broads still screaming It's that dude here's that sick Spit that jewel Talk that (shhh) And wait till the lights go off the show start That's when it's time for Ra to go hard I told you I'm still in love Always was