Lyrical Breakdown of Only God Can Judge Me (ft. Rappin' 4-Tay) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Only God Can Judge Me (ft. Rappin' 4-Tay)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how 2Pac feat. Rappin' 4-Tay weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Only God Can Judge Me (ft. Rappin' 4-Tay)" 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 feat. Rappin' 4-Tay 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 feat. Rappin' 4-Tay's narrative.

This lyrical analysis of "Only God Can Judge Me (ft. Rappin' 4-Tay)" not only celebrates 2Pac feat. Rappin' 4-Tay's artistic prowess but also serves as an educational tool for aspiring songwriters. If this analysis inspires you and you'd like to see your own songs analyzed in this way, join the Lazyjot community. Register at Lazyjot and start exploring the full potential of your lyrical creativity. Turn your thoughts into rhymes and your rhymes into songs with Lazyjot!

Only God can judge me, is that right? Only God can judge me now Only God baby, nobody else, nobody else All you other motherfuckers get out my business Perhaps I was blind to the facts, stabbed in the back I couldn't trust my own homies just a bunch a dirty rats Will I, succeed, paranoid from the weed And hocus pocus try to focus but I can't see And in my mind I'ma blind man doin time Look to my future cause my past, is all behind me Is it a crime, to fight, for what is mine? Everybody's dyin tell me what's the use of tryin I've been Trapped since birth, cautious, cause I'm cursed And fantasies of my family, in a hearse And they say it's the white man I should fear But, it's my own kind doin all the killin here I can't lie, ain't no love for the other side Jealousy inside, make em wish I died Oh my Lord, tell me what I'm livin for Everybody's droppin got me knockin on heaven's door And all my memories, of seein brothers bleed And everybody grieves, but still nobody sees Recollect your thoughts don't get caught up in the mix Cause the media is full of dirty tricks Only God can judge me Only God can judge me That's right baby, yeah baby Only God Hahahahahahahaha Only God can judge me, only God can judge Me, only God Only God can judge me Only God can judge me And only God can Only God can judge me, only God Only God can judge me Only God can judge me Only God can judge me Only God can judge me, only God Only God can judge me Only God can judge me now I hear the doctor standing over me screamin I can make it Got a body full of bullet holes layin here naked Still I, can't breathe, somethings evil in my IV Cause everytime I breathe, I think they killin me I'm having nightmares, homicidal fantansies I wake up stranglin, danglin my bed sheets I call the nurse cause it hurts, to reminisce How did it come to this? I wish they didn't miss Somebody help me, tell me where to go from here Cause even Thugs cry, but do the Lord care? Try to remember, but it hurts I'm walkin through the cemetary talkin to the, dirt I'd rather die like a man, than live like a coward There's a ghetto up in Heaven and it's ours, Black Power Is what we scream as we dream in a paranoid state And our fate, is a lifetime of hate Dear Mama, can you save me? And fuck peace Cause the streets got our babies, we gotta eat No more hesitation each and every black male's trapped And they wonder why we suicidal runnin round strapped Mista, Po-lice, please try to see that it's A million motherfuckers stressin just like me Only God can jugle That which does not kill me can only make me stronger (That's for real) And I don't see why everybody feel as though That they gotta tell me how to live my life (You know?) Let me live baby, let me live Pac I feel ya, keep servin it on the reala For instance say a playa hatin mark is out to kill ya Would you be wrong, for buckin a nigga to the pavement? He gon' get me first, if I don't get him fool start prayin Ain't no such thing as self-defense in the court of law So judge us when we get to where we're goin wearin a cross, that's real Got him, lurked him, crept the fuck up on him Sold a half a million tapes now everybody want him After talkin behind my back like a bitch would Tellin them niggaz, "You can fade him," punk I wish you would It be them same motherfuckers in your face that'll rush up in your place To get your safe, knowin you on that paper chase Grass, glass, big screen and leather couch My new shit is so fetti already sold a key of ounce Bitch, remember Tupac and 4-Tay Them same two brothers dodgin bullets representin the Bay Pac when you was locked down, that's when I'll be around Start climbing up the charts, so sick, but they tried to clown That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin sellin lies Don't think I don't see you haters, I know you all in disguise Guess you figure you know me cause I'm a Thug That love to hit the late night club, drink then buzz Been livin lavish like a player all day Now I'm bout to floss em off, player shit with 4-Tay Only God can judge me