Lyrical Breakdown of gsw vs sac - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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• Lyric Overview: Witness how Earl Sweatshirt weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "gsw vs sac" 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 Earl Sweatshirt 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 Earl Sweatshirt's narrative.

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(Intro) Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, uh (Verse) My peripheral's decorated That mean you can't get away 'cause I still can see you every day I lace my cleats and give 'em praise Get your head in the game What my nigga 'Tay Hicks say? I just paint pictures, you just chip in on a frame Zoomin' out of thick malaise in my cranium Let's get on the pitch and play, tricky Kangol We scored three-ways back to back and made our way home Jiggy bricklayer like J-Hov Breaker, breaker, they can't close The thin veil raise We takin' the whole thing, they can't cloak it The blade came with the roses I still hold up the bouquet for the photo I'm thankful for the blood, sweat, and pain that we paid for it Lump sum, you can't change the total Always the slow roller, don't race the tortoise Don't wait for me (Outro: MANDAL) Ayy, don't wait for me, man Don't wait for me, don't wait for anybody What you runnin' from, yourself? Stop waitin' Hell, that, that, that, that, that's your issue, man, you always waitin' All that runnin', see, you wanna chase things You wanna chase instead of find, that's your problem You waitin' on a hurricane Honestly, you waitin' on Uber Eats too 'cause you, you always orderin' that You, you, you, you chasin' all this stuff, but with nothin' in that Chase account Stop waitin' on things You in the club knockin' back chasers and you ain't even chase your dreams Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, how 'bout you start workin' out? That's crazy Maybe, maybe get in the gym, man, maybe get you a hobby Maybe get you a passion, somethin', somethin' beyond waitin' Find somebody to love You, you, after a while, all that chasin' gon' keep you runnin' And you ain't runnin' from nowhere but your own self And that's where you exactly need to be, ain't that crazy? That's crazy Yeah, do somethin', do somethin' Activate