Lyrical Breakdown of NYC - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how The Notorious B.I.G. weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "NYC" 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 The Notorious B.I.G. 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 The Notorious B.I.G.'s narrative.

This lyrical analysis of "NYC" not only celebrates The Notorious B.I.G.'s artistic prowess but also serves as an educational tool for aspiring songwriters. If this analysis inspires you and you'd like to see your own songs analyzed in this way, join the Lazyjot community. Register at Lazyjot and start exploring the full potential of your lyrical creativity. Turn your thoughts into rhymes and your rhymes into songs with Lazyjot!

And we've waited through the suffering and pain And bitches ride the dick like the A-train That's why I flip Keep a burner to my hip Take a hooker to the crib, you know she got to strip Stay dip, take out of state trips Don't drink a lot of Hennessy, I only take a sip I'm a skipper, like a captain, rappin' is my specialty And the best is me You're lucky I don't run you over in the SUV And if you feel some kind of way you can S-M-D Me, Fizzy and the King, that's a special three Far as money, less you work, the less you see Put hands on 'em, they just wanna S-U-E You could never do what I can do unless you me 'Cause dog I'm a low cat I bring that dope back No matter how they feel about me, just let 'em know that I got love for New York City, New York City And they got love for me and B-I-G They always gon' hold us down We got that work in New York City Where they be talkin' real crass, all about the cash New York City, New York City And we've waited through the suffering and pain And bitches ride the dick like the A-train That's why I flip Keep a burner to my hip Take a hooker to the crib, you know she got to strip Stay dip, take out of state trips Don't drink a lot of Hennessy, I only take a sip I'm a skipper, like a captain, rappin' is my specialty And the best is me Remember me and you smokin' in the Lexus Jeep And you schoolin' me on how to bless these streets Told me to, "Get your money, Kiss, F these beefs" Get your paperwork right and you can catch these thieves The game is forever a part of me 'Cause as far as NYC, I'm the main artery Nobody parallel or even half as smart as me You was just a draft pick, I was a lottery It's still love I got love for New York City, New York City And they got love for me and B-I-G They always gon' hold us down We got that work in New York City Where they be talkin' real crass, all about the cash New York City, New York City And we've waited through the suffering and pain B.I And bitches ride the dick like the A-train Fizzy And we've waited through the suffering and pain Jada And bitches ride the dick like the A-train We got that work And we've waited through the suffering and pain We made it And bitches ride the dick like the A-train Get off me And we've waited through the suffering and pain And bitches ride the dick like the A-train We got that work, baby B.I.G NYC B.I.G Forever hold us down Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, Biggie Love y'all B.I.G Yeah B.I.G