Lyrical Breakdown of My Adidas - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "My Adidas" 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 "My Adidas" 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.
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My Adidas walk through concert doors

And roam all over coliseum floors

I stepped on stage, at Live Aid

All the people gave, and the poor got paid

And out of speakers I did speak

I wore my sneakers, but I'm not a sneak

My Adidas touch the sand of a foreign land

With mic in hand, I cold took command

My Adidas and me close as can be

We make a mean team, my Adidas and me

We get around together, we're down forever

And we won't be mad when caught in bad weather

My Adidas (uh)

Yo, what's up?

My Adidas, standin' on 2 Fifth St.

Funky fresh and, yes, cold on my feet

With no shoestrin' in 'em, I did not win 'em

I bought 'em off the ave' with the black Lee Denim

I like to sport 'em, that's why I brought 'em

A sucker tried to steal 'em, so I caught 'em, and I fought 'em

And I walk down the street, and bop to the beat

With Lee on my legs and Adidas on my feet

And so now I'm just standin' here shootin' the gip

Me and D and my Adidas standin' on 2 Fifth

My Adidas

Now me and my Adidas do the illest things

We like to stomp out pimps with diamond rings

We slay all suckers who perpetrate

And lay down law from state to state

We travel on gravel, dirt road or street

I wear my Adidas when I rock the beat

On stage front page, every show I go

It's Adidas on my feet, high top or low

My Adidas

What up? What up? What up?

Now, the Adidas I possess for one man is rare

Myself, homeboy got 50 pairs

Got blue and black, 'cause I likes to chill

And yellow and green when it's time to get ill

Got a pair that I wear when I'm playin' ball

With the heel inside, make me ten feet tall

My Adidas only bring good news

And they are not used as felon shoes

They're black and white, white with black stripes

The ones I like to wear when I rock the mic

On the strength of a famous university

We took the beat from the street and put it on TV

My Adidas are seen on the movie screen

Hollywood knows we're good, if you know what I mean

We started in the alley, now we chill in Cali'

And I won't trade my Adidas for no beat up Bally's

My Adidas