Lyrical Breakdown of The City (feat. Inspectah Deck) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "The City (feat. Inspectah Deck)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

  • Lyric Overview: Witness how Wu-Tang Clan weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "The City (feat. Inspectah Deck)" 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 Wu-Tang Clan 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 Wu-Tang Clan's narrative.

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That's black? Whattup God?

Aiyyo Shorty got beef with that nigga? Word?

{ *blam, blam blam*} Oh shit!!! Yo!

Hold the fuck up

Aiyyo yo, eight niggas down (just enough)

Fuckin around with my sound (ci-ty)

Yo, bring backup (ci-ty)

Fuckin with me, and mine

Murderous, check it, yo

The world is shifty, we living just enough for the city

The rough witty Killa Bee sting just like the jiggy

My Family Stone, foes attempt to gradually clone

Labelled MIA and I send the casualties home

In closed coffins, Wu storming like the light brigade

Ride the wave like Frankie Avalon inside the cyber age

Crime pays, the law's long arm be tryna strong arm

Walking time-bombs that thrive on firearms

The charm smoker, I hit the dread with a poster

We told 'em to show him love and exposed the black toaster

Composer was shook, I took your bad looks for joke

Get your back broke, deep throat this Murder, I Wrote

The antidote be seeking like a buried treasure

By every measure lethally inject your whole sector

Wanted Dead or Alive, Rebel I escapes

Across the desert sand, leaving no footprints to trace

Keep a war face, your place conceal the baby knives

On the North breaks, I still shine in shady times

We living just enough (living just enough)

Just enough for the city (for the city)

Just enough for the city

In the jungle, I make moves like Iron Monkey

Plots to bump me off, GOVT on the hunt for me

We stay hungry for money drugs and guns

Ones who fake get caught in the crossfire for crumbs

Know the science be my guidance

The facts tell, gats sell like sex and violence

And break the project silence, a vision

This is way beyond four corners, escape this mental prison

Before we're all goners, now embrace the world

Before the World War explosive bomber, visionary soldier karma

My code of honor, mind still scarred from the drama

Trauma sent to victim, witness them run, scream in horror

Military chopper come gun down the slum

The outcome do or die son, it's bound to come

Mentally aware I see truth within the square

The future's here catch me on computer software

Warfare's inevitable, Rebel I hold several government official

Issue. 38 specials, that step through

Like Nat Turner create a spectacle

I may die in the scuffle but I'm taking 40 devils

We livin just enough

Just enough

Just enough

For the ci-ty

Killa Beez, stinging MCs

Yeahhh, Wu