Lyrical Breakdown of Street Talkin - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Street Talkin" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Slick Rick weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Street Talkin" 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 Slick Rick 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 Slick Rick's narrative.
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Been tryna to claim things
I haven't earned honest, man
Slick Rick and OutKast is on this jam
What, kid? Diamond on the tooth, two grand
Tryin' to help raise all youth to man
So give the Ruler Rick, his space to slam
Help clean up this land
The reputation of this man
Withhold and withstand
OutKast and Slick, the answer is in it
Hon' you need to get your ass
On the dance floor this minute
We bruise stuff, knock you out shoes, socks
Show your ass, move
You forgot we're mad smoove snots
La-di-da-di, mmm, we like to party
Don't make me get money
And platinumize my body
With bright stuff, known to earn a dyke's love
Blind folks be like, somebody turned the lights off
Immense strength, poppin' out a muffin
Make famous artists that's dead hop out a coffin
At the real estate, behavin' type choosy
Want a palace, make the shit
Beige and light blue please
Got the kid like watch your manners
Since I came out of jail, it's like the planet gone bananas
Lack of strength a badder fella had
Lady lookin' at me all stink, I had to tell her that
Been tryna to claim things
I haven't earned honest, man
Slick Rick and OutKast is on this jam
What, kid? Diamond on the tooth, two grand (uh)
Tryin' to help raise all youth to man
So give the Ruler Rick, his space to slam
Help clean up this land
The reputation of this man
Withhold and withstand
Uh, I went from Player's Ball to bull-doggin'
From bull-doggin' to bow-hoggin'
Now bow-hoggin' and pimp-walkin'
That strictly fresh and street talkin'
And we all last like that there
Ruin them all up like cat hair
We never fall off like hat wear
We some of the dopest MC's out there
Now eat that
OutKast and Ricky D, bitch, can you beat that?
Remember the time I laid them down to Teenage Love?
Now see that
Just to sport a rhyme and break in new patterns like hymens
Shuckin' and jivin' was never the style
I'm gon' keep on bein' this lion
Spittin' that king shit, you cling shit
A tailor and a seamstress
Blue gators for you haters and the penis for all you bitches
Like an addiction 'use I need it
Hip-hop is dead I feed it
Like a junkie showin' your monkey
'Cause I sho' nuff like to beat it
Might just eat it just to skeet it
Fold you up like you was pleated
Like some slacks and, relaxin'
Be strollin' like Sir-Captain
See I got a, baby daughter, and I feed her with this rappin'
Not trappin', D-boy, but rappin', huh (yeah, yeah)
Been tryna to claim things
I haven't earned honest, man
Slick Rick and OutKast is on this jam
What, kid? Diamond on the tooth, two grand
Tryin' to help raise all youth to man
So give the Ruler Rick, his space to slam
Help clean up this land
The reputation of this man
Withhold and withstand
Seems everyboy's open off the grammar
The white fox pink velvet suit, white cabana
Listen, baby girl, genius victor
Dreamboat, miss, you shoulda been clicked picture
(Check her out)
I don't know what you're tryin' to figure out
Down South, barbecue ribs fly out a nigga mouth
And touchin' me The Chosen, for such a will opposin'
Me and Big Boi tryin' to give our children clothing
Smokin' love, do we provide dope enough?
Even people unborn kid wide open off
The enginin' I'm sendin' in
Even make construction workers start actin' kind of feminine (hi)
Ten percent'll blast this hit from me and Big Boi
Who represent the OutKast click
A jealous cat, lack of strength a badder fella had
Lady lookin' at me all stink, had to tell her that
Been tryna to claim things
I haven't earned honest, man
Slick Rick and OutKast is on this jam
What, kid? Diamond on the tooth, two grand
Tryin' to help raise all youth to man
So give the Ruler Rick, his space to slam
Help clean up this land
The reputation of this man
Withhold and withstand
Slick Rick and OutKast is on this jam
Tryin' to help raise all youth to man
So give the Ruler Rick, his space to slam