Lyrical Breakdown of The School Of Old - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "The School Of Old" 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 "The School Of Old" 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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Now the things I do make me a star
And you can be too if you know who you are
Like a Brougham on the corner, big boy in a car
Be the Kid in Kid Rock, with the baw-wit-da-baw
Be hard as law, what you saw is law
Once again my friend, it's DJ Run on tour
Like DJ Run's his name
Like Kid Rock is his
He's D.M.C. it's like that and that's the way it is
Beats get you open my voice is just like a (HURRA)
cane come invadin your statement and made a (TERROR)
Flows doin shows they knows I go (OVER)
Hoes even chose to pose for this Rover
Eyes come to see the three in live footage
Jay Run and D.M.C., that's what the hood is
Never been a time like this that's so vital
"I'm the King of Rock". cause that's my title
Then take a count, one two three
"Jam Master Jay, Run-D.M.C."
... You see, I.
want respect
And if I'm correct
Well then you're all like a call that I had checked
And the shots that they take have no effect
Some punk tried to dunk but he broke his neck
Cause I rock harder, and I roll farther
You want to battle Kid Rock, bitch don't bother
You waste your time, messin with my rhymes
The only kick you'l get out of is in your behind
Fire, blaze, my name is worldwide
When we yes yes why'all we rock it all night
To other MC's doin rock'n'roll
It's Run-D.M.C., Kid Rock patrol
DJ Run 'til I'm done, D.M.C.'s the soul
Got MTV on remote control
Platinum platinum can't mess with gold
We never let go of the mics we hold
Our joints get played your select's the mode
D.M.C.'s spittin flame while your jams is cold
Over thirty-million records worldwide we sold
Darryl Mack, JMJ, and my name is Joe
The other MC's know about the show
the turntables up to the telephone pole
Rock a rhyme nine nine 'til it's time to go
Cough up a long, DJ Run, got a rhyme to flow
I come from a school that they call the old
D.M.C. stands for Devestating Mic Control
I come from a school that they call the old
We never let go of the mics we hold
I come from a school that they call the old
Over thirty million records worldwide we sold
I come from a school that they call the old
It's Run-D.M.C., Kid Rock patrol
I come from a school that they call the old.
dumb diddy dumb diddy diddy dumb dumb
You see, I. want respect
and if I'm correct
Well then you wall like a ball that I had checked
And the shots that they take have no effect
Some punk tried to dunk but he broke his neck
Cause I rock harder, and I grow farther
You want to battle Kid Rock, bitch don't bother
Don't waste your time, messin with my rhymes
The only kick you'll get out of it IS IN YOUR BEHIND