Lyrical Breakdown of By The Grace Of God - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "By The Grace Of God" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Clipse weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "By The Grace Of God" 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 Clipse employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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The Devil's tapping on shoulders
He's tryna get to know ya
The right time to fold ya
I'm losin' saints and my soldiers
It's all Lodi Dodi 'til you lookin' at the body
Smiles I'll never see again
Never be a "we" again
Cleaning out your closet
The one you kept your demons in
Hard for me to breathe again
I'ma blame your head, not your heart
'Til we meet again
Easily I coulda been one of them
Locked up and never get to see the sun again
Burnin' buildings, I kept runnin' in
The allure every time I flew a hunnid in
Codefendant cave in and lawyers couldn't save him
All for the love of 580's and a mixed bitch havin' ya baby
I done dodged strays crazy
Man, I think about this shit daily
When the crew breaks apart, who takes the charge?
You face the cards, I lace the squad
Went from mason jars to crepe tartares
Escape the odds by the Grace of God
I seen killers and kingpins sing behind the wall
I watched many men die 'cause no one would make the call
I've seen entire empires crumble and fall
Yes, I've seen it all
They missed this wall
By the Grace of God
All the black cats I seen
All the black MAC's I squeezed
All the black crows I dreamed
Even the black cloud hoverin'
Couldn't touch me in the bulletproof Cullinan
Tears on my pillow case
Was I spittin' in yo' face
When you let me beat that case (ha)
Some niggas see the money, can't make it (can't make it)
Some niggas get the money, can't take it (can't take it)
Gotta realize that they was naked (naked)
Was I cookin' death when I was bakin' (uh)
Salt bae it, sprinkle it and sauté it (shh)
You don't trust me then we all weigh it (yeah)
And it ain't over 'til we all say it (yeah)
And you ain't shootin' shit, them guns is archaic (yeah)
In closing, I see I'm chosen
All my pressure points frozen
You know how it goes
When the crew breaks apart, who takes the charge?
You face the cards, I lace the squad
Went from mason jars to crepe tartares
Escape the odds by the Grace of God
I seen killers and kingpins sing behind the wall
I watched many men die 'cause no one would make the call
I've seen entire empires crumble and fall
Yes, I've seen it all
They missed this wall (yeah)
By the Grace of God