Lyrical Breakdown of Public School - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Public School" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Tech N9ne weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Public School" 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 Tech N9ne 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 Tech N9ne's narrative.
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Are you ready for it?
We ready for it!
Most of my teachers didn't teach me shit!
Chiefin' in the locker room, fuck English lit
Oh why oh why oh why did I have to take woodshop?
Instead of speaking French, when I went there I could not!
A lot of truancy because they couldn't influence me
To fluently spew it the two couldn't do it congruently
So I learned culture, rock music, rockin'
While I rock up that polka, Pac on my poster!
So now I'm part of it when I used to fear it
I learned a lot of shit but most would not clear it
Some were scared of me and would not come near this
People failed me but music lifts my spirit!
They writing on the walls, fighting in the halls
This education kicked me in my fucking balls
They fighting in the class, fighting in P.E.,
This education is un-educating me!
You're in my head
You're mine 'til I'm dead
I am my mother's child
And I wish I knew what I know now
I am my teacher's favorite
I made it and I don't know how
Are you ready for it?
We ready for it!
Most of my teachers didn't teach me shit!
Chiefing in the locker room, fuck English lit
Oh why oh why oh why did I have to take woodshop?
Instead of speaking French, when I went there I could not!
A lot of truancy because they couldn't influence me
To fluently spew it the two couldn't do it congruently
So I learned culture, rock music, rockin'
While I rock up that polka, pac on my poster!
So now I'm part of it when I used to fear it
I learned a lot of shit but most would not clear it
Some were scared of me and would not come near this
People failed me but music lifts my spirits!
First day is a bitch Think I'm one to ditch Cause you ain't teaching me shit. I was bored with the classes they gave me
So I stole the books that I wanted
And taught myself to think different
Now I'm the number one independent rapper in the world
Tech N9ne