Lyrical Breakdown of W.houston Dub Plate - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "W.houston Dub Plate" 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 "W.houston Dub Plate" 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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Y'all wanna thank y'all for coming out tonight to see me
Right now, put your hands together
For original, original diva, original dub plate
No one can play this, but Refugee's on the number 1 tour
Now listen to Miss Whitney Houston (come with it)
Yo, this is Whitney Houston
Yes massive, this is the original vocalist
I'd like to say rest in peace to Dennis Brown
If tomorrow is Judgement Day (lighters in the air)
And I'm standing on the front line (ayo)
Mm, and the Lord asks me what I did with my life
I would say, "Wyclef murdered a sound boy" (yo, huh)
If I wake up in World War III
(If you believe in the Most High, hands in the air)
I see the destruction in poverty
(East Coast, West Coast, hey, hey)
And I feel like I wanna go home (south side)
It's okay, as long as Wyclef is with me
(North Side, Jamaican, Caribbean, Haitian, hands in the air, everybody, hey!)
My love is your dub and your dub is my dub (ayo)
It would take an eternity to break us
And the chains of Amistad couldn't hold us (listen to Whitney)
My sound is your sound
'Cause the Refugee sound is your sound (woo)
It would take an eternity to break us (c'mon)
And a million sound boys will die before us
This for the hardcore, before I had the record deal, you know what I'm sayin'?
I'ma take y'all back when I was walking down the street
My little girl said, "Yo, Clef, that nigga tryin' to stick us up"
Walked over to him and I said, "Yo"