Lyrical Breakdown of Cousins - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Cousins" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how RZA weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Cousins" 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 RZA 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 RZA's narrative.
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[Doc Gineco]
Moi j'doute parfois j'ai envie d'pêcher
Regarde nous, essayes donc d'écouter
Lis seul, avoir du goût, dans l'rap en français
Ca f 'ra kiffer les cains-ri et ça tu l'sais
Ca m'donne le fou-rire, mais y a pire
Etudier pour l'entreprise, qu'elle prenne tout ... ma matiére grise
Chez Virgin Rue, y a qu'des innocents
J'suis l'messager, j'aime pas l'argent
J'ai l'sens de l'humour... noir
J'fais d'la médecine, et j'suis médecin
Un protecteur ... à l'écriture ... libre
Avec du fric, c'est la fin du générique
La radio, me dit l'heure qu'il est.
Et ce rappeur me dit le temps qu'il fait...
[Cilvaringz]
Yo, all you analog Manchu Dirty Rotten shits
Pointin' Fingers at my high-frequency relationships
We Fam son, Wu-Tang International
Lacerate the analog, fabricate that Digital
Track, mingles with my tiger mental on the beast
Slice a physical with the RZA lotus leaf
Allah savagely impoint, evaporatin' Shieks
My crane slash tarantula, conquerin' the East
You must be flippin'
To come across the force of the razor whippin's
I be swingin' at you chickenheads
You're fuckin' with my Cousins, Doc Gyne'
We're all Cousins, Doc, Cil and Bob Digi
[Doc Gineco]
Révéler une star, pour faire du bénéf
Je suis faible et j'suis à gauche
Je suis le chef, le proprio
Que vive les femmes par ma chair et mes os
Délit non-intentionnel...
Quand j'te cause, elles sont pas en cause
Tous les pensants seraient choqués
Ma bouche... ne saurait se taire
J'aime trop les femmes en solitaire
J'ai une identité nouvelle pour toutes les femelles
{*3X*}
Ouais... remet.remet... remet... please
[RZA]
Yo, one taste of the applehead, shorty wop wants to marry it
The weight on my mind, the average woman couldn't carry it
Bob Digi-tech in mix-matched shoes and gold specs
Gravitation pull to the opposite sex
Most dynamic superb universal black woman
Ain't nothin' in the universe like a black woman
With love and treasure deeper than any gold nugget
Drug kid, make you go across a nigga head like Razor Ruddock
Attackin' y'all, my pressure be backin' y'all against the wall
Have it rainin' Ninja Starz and rubbin' alcohol
And razor blades, watch your life fade away
You get decay, yo. BOODOODOODOO
One came for the money, one came for the pussy
One came to be a star, one came to play hookey
One came to catch a vic, one came to stick shit