Lyrical Breakdown of Kid's Rapper's Delight - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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Yeah, all the kids, right now, come close to the stage Come close to Sugarhill Gang, right now We're gonna dance all night long with y'all, come on now And let me tell you something about this song right here This song here was the first song that created the whole rap phenomenon Rapper's Delight by the Sugarhill Gang Somebody say "Ho" (Ho!) Say "Ho! Ho!" (Ho! Ho!) Somebody scream (Ahhh!) I said a hip, hop, the hippie, the hippie To the hip, hip, hop and you don't stop To rock it to the bang, bang, boogie, say up jump the boogie To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat Now what you hear is not a test: I'm rappin' to the beat And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your feet You see, I am Wonder Mike, and I'd like to say hello To the black, to the white, the red and the brown, the purple and yellow But first I gotta bang, bang, the boogie to the boogie Say up jump the boogie to the bang, bang, boogie Let's rock, you don't stop Rock the rhythm that'll make your body rock Well, so far you heard my voice, but I brought two friends along And next on the mic is my man Hank, come on Hank, sing that song Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-AN, the O-V-A and the rest is F-L-Y You see, I go by the code of the doctor of the mix and these reasons I'll tell you why You see I'm six foot one and I'm tons of fun and I dress to a T You see I got more clothes than Muhammad Ali and I dress so viciously I got bodyguards, I got two big cars, that definitely ain't the whack I got a Lincoln Continental and a sunroof Cadillac So after school, I take a dip in the pool, which is really on the wall I got a color TV so I can see the Knicks play basketball Hear me talking 'bout checkbooks, credit cards, more money than a sucker could ever spend But I wouldn't give a sucker or a punk from the rocker, not a dime 'til I made it again Everybody go: Hotel, motel, whatcha gonna do today? I'ma gonna get a fly girl, gonna get some spank and drive off in a def OJ Everybody go: Hotel, motel, Holiday Inn You see, if your girl starts acting up, then you take her friend Uh Master Gee, my mellow? It's on you, so what you gonna do? Well it's on and on and on, on and on The beat don't stop until the break of dawn I said a M-A-S, a T-E-R, a G with a double E I said I go by the unforgettable name of the man they call the Master Gee Well, my name is known all over the world By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls I'm going down in history As the baddest rapper there ever could be Now I'm feeling the highs and I'm feeling the lows The beat starts gettin' down your toes You start poppin' your fingers and stompin' your feet And moving your body while you're sittin' in the seat And then jam, you start doing the freak I said jam, right outta your seat Then you throw your hands high in the air You're rocking to the rhythm, shake your derriere Ya rockin' to the beat without a care With the sureshot MCs for the affair Now, I'm not as tall as the rest of the gang But I rap to the beat just the same I got a little face, and a pair of brown eyes All I'm here to do, ladies, is hypnotize Singing on an' an' on an' on, on an' on The beat don't stop until the break of dawn Singing on an' an' on an' on, on an' on Like a hot butter, pop the pop the pop Dibbie dibbie, poppy the pop, pop, you don't dare stop Come alive y'all, gimme what you got I guess by now you can take a hunch And find that I am the baby of the bunch But that's okay, I still keep in stride 'Cause all I'm here to do is just to wiggle your behind Singin' on an' an' on an' on an' on The beat don't stop until the break of dawn Singin' on an' an' on an' on on an' on Rock rock, y'all, get on the floor I'm gonna freak you here, I'm gonna freak you there I'm gonna move you outta this atmosphere 'Cause I'm one of a kind and I'll shock your mind I'll put jig-jig-jiggles in your behind I said one, two, three, four, come on, girls, get on the floor A-come alive, y'all, a-gimme what you got 'Cause I'm guaranteed to make you rock I said one, two, three, four Tell me, Wonder Mike, what are you waiting for? I said a hip, hop, the hippie, the hippie To the hip, hip, hop and you don't stop The rock it to the bang, bang, boogie, say up jump the boogie To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat Skiddlee beebop, we rock a scooby doo And guess what, kids: we love you 'Cause you rock and you roll with so much soul And you could rock 'til you're a hundred and one years old I don't mean to brag, I don't mean to boast But we like hot butter on your breakfast toast Rock it out, uh, baby bubbah Baby bubbah to the boogie, the bang, bang, the boogie To the beat, beat, it's so unique Come on, kids, let's rock to the beat