Lyrical Breakdown of Still Ballin - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Still Ballin" 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 "Still Ballin" 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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Straight motherfuckin' ballin'
Part two, still ballin'
Westside
Now, ever since a nigga was a seed
Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary, still ballin'
Ridin' on these niggas 'cause they lame
In a 61 Chevy, still heavy in this game, can you feel me?
Blame it on my mama, I'm a thug nigga
Up before the sun rise, quicker than a drug dealer
Tell me if it's on, nigga, then we first to bomb
Bust on these bitch-made niggas, hit 'em up, Westside
Ain't nobody loved me as a broke nigga
Finger on the trigger, Lord, forgive me if I smoke niggas
I love my females strapped, then fuck her from the back
I get my currency in stacks, California is where I'm at
Ridin', pass by while these niggas wonder why
I got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's next to try
Did I cry? Hell nah, nigga, tears shed
For all my homies in the pen', many peers dead, nigga, still ballin'
Still ballin' until I die (until I die)
You can bring your crew, but we remain true
Motherfucker, still ballin' (I be ballin')
Niggas wonder why (they wonder why)
You can bring your crew, but we remain true
Motherfucker, still ballin'
Now as I kneel and pray I hope the Lord understand
When these guns involved, I become a dangerous man (a dangerous man)
Ain't crazy or deranged, I'm sayin' (I'm sayin')
But when these kids go to spray 'em, boy, I won't be playin' (I won't be playin')
With clientele, any rhyme sells
Question is, will you fuck-niggas ride for real, huh?
Bitch nigga, this is G-rated
Plus your homeboy won't make it, street game Fugazi
I'm elevated to the top of this shit
Done fucked around and put me and 2Pac on the bitch
And you can tell 'em "Thug Life" was the reason for this
And I ride for any nigga who believe in the shit, still ballin'
'Til the day I die
You can bring your crew, but we remain true
Motherfucker, still ballin', niggas wonder why
You can bring your crew, but we remain true
Motherfucker, still ballin'
Now everybody wanna see us dead, two murdered on the front page
Shot to death, bullets to the head
Niggas holla out my name and it's similar to rain
Motherfuckers know I'm comin', so they runnin' to their graves
Watch! Swoop down with my nigga from the Pound
'Cause Trick don't give a fuck, where you coward niggas now?
Blast, keep pumpin', ain't worried about nothin'
Busters thought we was frontin'
So reload and keep dumpin', still ballin'
(I'm still ballin') 'til the day I die ('til I die)
You can bring your crew (you can bring your crew, still), but we remain true
Motherfucker, still ballin' (I be ballin')
Niggas wonder why (they wonder why)
You can bring your crew, but we remain true
Motherfucker, still ballin' 'til the day I die (still ballin')
You can bring your crew, but we remain true
Motherfucker, still ballin', niggas wonder why (tell 'em!)
You can bring your crew, but we remain true
Motherfucker, still ballin', until the day I die
(Thug life), still ballin'
Motherfucker, still ballin'
Straight motherfuckin' ballin'