Lyrical Breakdown of King of Rock - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

  • Lyric Overview: Witness how Run-DMC weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "King of Rock" 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 Run-DMC 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 Run-DMC's narrative.

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I'm the king of rock, there is none higher

Sucker MCs should call me sire

To burn my kingdom, you must use fire

I won't stop rockin' 'til I retire

Now we rock the party and come correct

Our cuts are on time and rhymes connect

Got the right to vote and will elect

And other rappers can't stand us, but give us respect

They called us and said we're gettin' iller

There's no one chiller

It's not Michael Jackson and this is not "Thriller"

As one def rapper, I know I can hang

I'm Run from Run-D.M.C., like Kool from Kool and the Gang

Roll to the rock, rock to the roll

D.M.C. stands for devastating mic control

You can't touch me with a ten-foot pole

And I even made the devil sell me his soul

Now we crash through walls, cut through floors

Bust through ceilings and knock down doors

And when we're on the tape, we're fresh out the box

You can hear our sound for blocks and blocks

For every living person we're a purple treat

It's me and D.M.C., Jay, where's the beat?

Now we're the baddest of the bad, the coolest of the cool

I'm D.M.C., I rock and roll, I'm DJ Run, I rock and rule

It's not a Trick or Treat and it's not a April Fool

It's all brand new, never ever old school

You got the music in your body and you can't comprehend

When your mind won't wiggle and your knees will bend

Music ain't nothin' but a people's jam

It's DJ Run-D.M.C. rockin' without a band

Now I walked on ice and never fell

I spent my time in a plush hotel

I stood on many stages, held many mics

Take airplane flights, at huge heights

So all you sucker MCs, you gotta say please

'Cause when he jumps high, I'm pulling down weeds

Got a song so strong, it's knocking down trees

It isn't hard to believe it's Run-D.M.C.?

I am from, around the way

And Run goes to school, every day

And Jay plays the records he has to play

And we get down with no delay, hey!

I rock the party with the words I speak

And Run says the rhymes that are unique

And Jay cuts the records every day of the week

And we are the crew that can never be beat

So don't try to diss me, try to be my friend

'Cause if you do, you'll get yours in the end

The rhymes we say, shall set a trend

Because a devestating rap is what we send

Every jam we play, we break two needles

There's three of us but we're not The Beatles

My name is Darryl, you can call him D

You can call me Darryl Mack, or you can call him D.M.C.

People always ask, "D.M.C., what does it mean?"

D's for never dirty, MC for mostly clean

Like we said before, we rock hardcore

I'm DJ Run, I can scratch, I'm D.M.C., I can draw

And now we got the knack, to attract

Our rhyme's an aphrodisiac

We'll reign on your brain and rock your knot

When it comes to rock, give it all we got

To be MCs, we got what it takes

Let the poppers pop and the breakers break

We're cool, cool cats, it's like that

That's the way it is, so stay the hell back

We're causin' hard times, for sucker MCs

'Cause they don't make no songs like these

Period!

(Don't stop!)

(Run-DMC)