Lyrical Breakdown of Death Around The Corner - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Death Around The Corner" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how 2Pac weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Death Around The Corner" 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 2Pac 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 2Pac's narrative.

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Child: Why you by the window?, what's wrong daddy? Mother: I know what's wrong with that crazy motherfucker He's just stand by the goddamn window With that fuckin' AK all day You don't work, you don't fuck, you don't You don't do a goddamn thing I see death around the corner, gotta stay high while I survive In the city where the skinny niggas die If they bury me, bury me as a G nigga, no need to worry I expect retaliation in a hurry I see death around the corner, anyday Trying to keep it together, no one lives forever anyway Strugglin' and strivin', my destiny's to die Keep my finger on the trigger, no mercy in my eyes In a ball of confusion, I think about my daddy Madder than a motherfucker, they never should've had me I guess I seen too many murders, the doctors can't help me Got me stressin' with my pistol in my sheets, it ain't healthy Am I paranoid? Tell me the truth I'm out the window with my AK, ready to shoot Ran out of endo and my mind can't take the stress I'm out of breath Make me wanna kill my damn self But I see death around the corner (When we were kids, belonging felt good) I see death around the corner (But having respect, that feels even better) I see death around the corner (When we were kids, belonging felt good) I see death around the corner (But having respect, that feels even better) I see death around the corner The pressure's getting to me I no longer trust my homies Them phonies tried to do me Smoking too much weed Got me paranoid, stressed Pack a gat and my vest Under my clothes when I dress Here's hopin' I die the way I lived Straight thuggin' Huggin' my trigger for all them niggas Who was buggin' My homie told me once Don't you trust them other suckers They fought like they your homies But they phony motherfuckers And even if I did die young, who cares All I ever got was mean mugs and cold stares I got homies in my head Who done passed away screamin', please Young nigga, make Gs I can't give up, although I'm hopeless I think my mind's gone All I can do is get my grind on, death around the corner (When we were kids, belonging felt good) I see death around the corner (But having respect, that feels even better) I see death around the corner (When we were kids, belonging felt good) I see death around the corner (But having respect, that feels even better) I was raised in the city, shitty Ever since I was an itty bitty kitty Drinkin' liquor out my momma's titty And smokin' weed was an everyday thang in my household And drinking liquor 'til you out cold And though I'm gone now, nigga it's still on pow Bustin' on them niggas 'til they gone How many more jealous ass bitches, comin' for my riches Now I gotta stay suspicious when I bone 'Cause if I ain't sharp and heartless Them bitches will start shit Excuse me, but this is where we part bitch No more game for free, please explain to me Why niggas trip bitch, who you came to see? Murderin' now but see me later man, as for my pops I got homies that will hunt you 'til you drop I hope the Lord will forgive me, I was a G And gettin' high was a way of being free I see death around the corner (When we were kids, belonging felt good) I see death around the corner (But having respect, that feels even better) I see death around the corner (When we were kids, belonging felt good) I see death around the corner (But having respect, that feels even better) I see death around the corner This is for all the real motherfuckin' niggas out there I know you ain't scared to die We all gotta go, ya know? A real motherfucker will pick the time he goes And make sure he handles his motherfuckin' business Y'all niggas stop acting like pussies out there Alright I'm tired of getting ripped off by guys like that I want his family dead, I want his house burned to the ground I want to go there in the middle of the night I wanna piss on his head I want his family dead, I want his house burned to the ground I want to go there in the middle of the night I wanna piss on his head I want that son of a bitch dead, I want him dead