Lyrical Breakdown of Little Ghetto Boy - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Little Ghetto Boy" 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 "Little Ghetto Boy" 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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My grandmother suits was tailor made, Sundays Mahalia played
Simple familiar ways, like how she kneeled and prayed
Willin', master forgive us, our trust pastors had us real afraid
I never listened yet I still obeyed
I got to see how Philly played at such an early age
What my father was into sent him to his early grave
Then moms started chasin' that base, like Willie Mays
My childhood was all of 40 nights and 40 days
Trouble was my ball and chain, shorties would call me names
Humble beginnings but a star is what it all became
My journey from a dirty hallway, to the hall of fame
Music my therapeutic way to cope with all this pain
Was headed for the drain, soakin' before the rainwater came
And chaos, into the order came
I started doin' what I'm 'sposed to do in life
Tryina move out of the dark, and closer to the light
They say if you get a chance to do it, overdo it right
Tomorrow isn't promised every time, you say goodnight
You know what I'm talking 'bout
Story of a little ghetto boy, check it out
Little ghetto boy
Playin in the ghetto street
What you gonna do when you grow
And have to face responsibility
Will you spend your days and nights in a pool room
Will you sell caps of madness, to the neighborhood
Little ghetto boy
You already know, how rough life could be
Hard to see, so much pain and misery, yeah, yeah
Little ghetto boy, yeah
Your daddy was blown away
He robbed that grocery store, yeah
Don't you know that was a sad, sad day
All your young life you've seen such misery and pain
The world's a cruel place to live in, it ain't gonna change, yeah
You're so young, and you've got so far to go
Don't think you'll reach your goal young man
Talkin 'bout the ghetto boy
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, little ghetto boy
When, when you become a man, yeah
You can make things change
Oh, if you just take a stand, yeah, yeah
You've got to believe in yourself, in all that you do
You've got to fight to make it better, better
And you will see, that others will start believin' too
Then my son, things will start to get better
Everything has got to get better
Everything has got to get better
Everything has got to get better
Everything has got to get better
Everything has got to get better
Don't you know it's gonna get better
Everything has got to get better
Everything has got to get better
Got to believe that everything
Everything has got to get better
Everything has got to get better
Everything has got to get better
Everything has got to get better
Everything has got to get better
Little ghetto boy