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