Lyrical Breakdown of Move Somethin' - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Talib Kweli weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Move Somethin'" 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 Talib Kweli 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 Talib Kweli's narrative.

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C'mon c'mon ya ya ya ya ya Yeah, now gettin 'em up, gettin 'em up what Gettin 'em up, gettin 'em up what Gettin 'em up, gettin 'em up what Yo, yo, yo What's with the melodrama? Fella's wanna hover in my cypher like a helicopter like it's a special honor The stealth bomba, gem droppa make the ghetto holla Inter-conta-nental Takin' you high like sky divers when we spark with live wires Original cavemen quest for my fire Express my desire to drop this new shit These record executives keep tellin' me, y'all stupid Now if they right, shut the fuck up! Revolutionaries throw your guns up Whether you a bourgie broad who actin' stuck up Or some ignorant cut mutha fucker shootin' the club up We gonna make ya'll feel this, break your spirit If you fake that realness word we bringin' it Bringin' it in from the new millennium to way after that I call these cats Reynolds cuz they plastic wrap Kill all the yappin' lets make it happen You cats ain't real, your just a re-enactment Better yet, dramatization Soon as the director say action you start fakin' I start breakin' The whole joint start shakin' This ain't the time or place for you to prove something Cut the stargazin' yo, move somethin'! Move Somethin' (move somethin') Move Somethin' (move somethin') Move Somethin' (move somethin') Move Somethin' (move somethin') (Word... Alright bring it back to the top) To be continued... lets see what's next up on the menu Run up in you lyrics that be fuckin' with you In the mental, pick any mental: Instru-, funda-, detri- Extra extra large like the borough of Brooklyn the residential exi-stential this specialist Like sly stone wit my poem and fly song Ride along we capture live great and die strong Word we gonna rock till nothing else matters You catch bodies, we catch excellent cadavers Your next of kin an' shatter stories splattered in the tabloids Erase your trace like your cotton mouth and we peppermint Altoids Step in the high reppin' the spot called flatbush Whether rappers or actors you still feel the gat bust The abstract then becomes the reality Alcoholics like to call it the moment of clarity Kill all the yappin' lets make it happen You cats ain't real, you just a re-enactment Better yet, dramatization Soon as the director say action you start fakin' I start breakin' The whole joint start shakin' This ain't the time or place for you to prove something Cut the stargazin' yo, move somethin'! Move Somethin' (move somthin') Move Somethin' (move somthin') Move Somethin' (move somthin') Move Somethin' (move somthin')