Lyrical Breakdown of The OtherSide - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "The OtherSide" 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 "The OtherSide" 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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Yo, we obviously need to tone it down a bit Running round town spending time like it's counterfeit Everybody catching hay fever like sinuses Step in my arena let me show y'all who the highness is You might say I could be doing something positive Humble head down low and broke like promises Soaking and broken in a joke like comics is Not enough paper to be paying folks compliments But when that paper got low so did my tolerance And it ain't no truth in a dare without the consequence Listen if it not for these hood inventions I'd just be another kid from the block with no intentions On the dock of that bay serving a life sentence Even if I'm going to hell I'm gonna make an entrance Yeah let em know I'm getting cheese like omeletes is But I'm the toast of the town like Thomas' We're all on a journey Down the hall of memories Don't worry 'bout what you ain't got Leave with a little bit of dignity Never loved what I had Always felt like I deserved more But when I Make it to the other side Make it to the other side That's when we'll settle up the score Yo, we did this in remembrance of Faces from the past we no longer have an image of Carrying cold blood hearts that never been for love Brothers keep going for theirs but never get enough World travelers that seen it all and did enough Only to return to learn the world wasn't big enough Damn, how long has it been? I guess the jig is up Now all I know is I'm about to wake this nigga up Yeah that hindsight, 20/20, now niggas dead on the money Trying to take something from me it's a wrap like a mummy Undun I am becoming and when he's tired of running Through the layers of the onion He'll probably shed a tear cause they'll be no more fast times Just his weak mind scrolled out like a bad sign He never had enough and got confused when they asked why Life is only a moment in time and it passed by We're all on a journey Down the hall of memories Don't worry 'bout what you ain't got Leave with a little bit of dignity Never loved what I had Always felt like I deserved more But when I Make it to the other side Make it to the other side That's when we'll settle up the score I'm sitting on top of the world ready to jump off Thinking of various ways to breaking the law Thinking that enough is enough but still I want more Thinking of how I'm playing with fire that burned my young boy By any means necessary, don't give a damn So every night I'm on a flight that never lands Be an asshole when the shit hits the fan Or bet your life on a bluff and a bad hand Can't win, can't lose Get 'em gassed, leave em leaking fuel Either way the market moves Cash rules kings, queens, prince and princess Every night I'm crossing a line that ain't the finish Every thought is dark as a glass of fucking Guinness Too far gone to come back to my senses Now I'm on the edge of my bed making love to my meds Every moment's like a pistol to my head When I'm getting mine We're all on a journey Down the hall of memories Don't worry 'bout what you ain't got Leave with a little bit of dignity Never loved what I had Always felt like I deserved more But when I Make it to the other side Make it to the other side That's when we'll settle up the score Score, score, score, score...