Lyrical Breakdown of Gang Related - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Gang Related" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Wyclef Jean weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Gang Related" 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 Wyclef Jean 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 Wyclef Jean's narrative.
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Everybody in the set (Yeah)
Wear the wrong colors and you
Might get whacked (Whacked), yeah
Everyone is gang related (Yeah), yeah
Most of them initiated (Yeah), yeah, ay
For them colors, they don't
Do no talking (Ah), ay
For them colors (Ah),
Let their fingers do the walking, yeah
For them colors, yeah,
Killing countries over colors, yeah
For them colors, yeah,
Wrong turf, blood burst
Over colors, yeah, colors, yeah
Over colors, yeah, colors, yeah
Over colors, yeah, colors, yeah
Over colors, yeah, colors, yeah
Nigga don't wanna listen
Ski mask with a MAC-10
Pullin' up dressed in black
Looking like he code that
And his army they dress in fatigues
Sneaking like they are Vietnamese
Camouflage up in the trees
Silence is the red beam emergency
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Humba-bumba like a Nigerian
You can see the Che in me like revolution
I ain't always used to talk about salvation
I used to have a bird in this revolution
No matter what, I put on the kid mask
And I wanted revenge when I saw the casket
Niggas killed my cousin in front of my Aunt's house
For them colors,
They don't do no talking, ay
For them colors,
Let their fingers do the walking, ay, yeah
For them colors,
Yeah, killing countries over colors, yeah
For them colors,
Yeah, wrong turf, blood burst
Over colors, yeah, colors, yeah
Over colors, yeah, colors, yeah
Over colors, yeah, colors, yeah
Over colors, yeah, colors, yeah