Lyrical Breakdown of Baby - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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(Feat. John John) [Black Thought] Slow down when you're hitting them corners Fuck around, spill this 'gnac on my two hundred dollar suit (Stop being a backseat driver man) (Turn him up) Your ma don't like to jitterbug, said this unholy music Hip hop just so ridiculous, everything sounds so confusing Nowadays ain't nothing like it was, one thing that showed the blues Is this system so mysterious, can't let that stop the movement Can't get no satisfaction, they all laughing, glad it's happening All wings hot for the main attraction Acting a fool with a lust for action Young girl caught in a crime of passion Sitting there crying in designer fashion Didn't blow, didn't have time for asking Somebody call for the ambulance, girl [Hook] Baby, baby, baby Baby (let me live, please girl let me slide) Baby, baby, baby Baby (ohhh) (if you let me go, I swear I'll change, just change your mind) Your old man don't like to jitterbug, said this old dirty music Hip hop just so ridiculous, them stories too confusing Nowadays he ain't loving you like he was And you ain't there just for using Could have sworn that was him with another girl And they wasn't out just for cruising Can't get no satisfaction He out late nights, probably smashing Leaving a trail like Charlie tracks Or the train on the ground, downtown Manhattan Everybody seen him run around and you bound to catch him The condoms, you found and asked him, was all this just for practice? He didn't realize what he had Now your heart got fractured girl [Hook] Baby, baby, baby Baby, baby, baby