Lyrical Breakdown of Stay Gone - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how E-40 weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Stay Gone" 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 E-40 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 E-40's narrative.

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Rock, paper, scissors Last resort a dull butter knife Try'na get rich twice Taking my chances rolling the dice Grittin' all day Califor-nye-aye Where we love the kids but we don't play Like my nigga Keak Da Sneak say I make my money fast I stay gone like the past Try'na make my money greener Greener than my grass See that brall right there she got ass I met this chick from Poland I'm all up in her colon Left the pussy swollen When I was poking I just need just one more sip to-to-to take home I been in the streets I just can't leave em alone Make my money fast yeah I'm in my zone Better catch me while I'm moving baby I'm on the go I stay gone Stay gone I stay gone Stay gone Uhh! It ain't enough hours in the day to get what I need done The breadwinner of the family, the chosen one Imagine a car without a motor I carry the world on my shoulder Errday since I was a kid age 12 Throwing papers from Vallejo Times Herald On the Hillside of Vallejo I went to Franklin Junior High English and reading not always fail But when it came to math I was the God Uhh, I be busy I ain't got time to watch TV I ain't got time to play Call of Duty I ain't got time to watch a movie I ain't got time to listen to what's going on in your home I got problems on my own BEATCH! I just need just one more sip to-to-to take home I been in the streets I just can't leave em alone Make my money fast yeah I'm in my zone Better catch me while I'm moving baby I'm on the go I stay gone... stay gone I stay gone... stay gone I stay gone Stay gone I stay gone Stay gone Uhh! I got gouda to get that's what I told my tendo I'll be gone till Decembo About a half a year Don't nothing come to a sleeper but a nightmare I'm a hustler not a loser Try'na make our lifes better for the future I'm a pimp polly gamish up in Curle On my way to the Nevtherlands, Amsterdam, Eurail Me and a couple of my hoe bitches Finna go in to buisness No bullshit all legit Brought the step-up shop in the red light district The red light district like Ludacris' song? Yeah, and I'll be sending y'all some money home I'll fly ya out if your horny I know you goin be lonely But if ya cheat on me I'm going upside your dormitory BEOTCH! I just need just one more sip to-to-to take home I been in the streets I just can't leave em alone Make my money fast yeah I'm in my zone Better catch me while I'm moving baby I'm on the go I stay gone... stay gone I stay gone... stay gone I stay gone Stay gone I stay gone Stay gone