Lyrical Breakdown of Fallin' - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Fallin'" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Freddie Gibbs weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Fallin'" 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 Freddie Gibbs 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 Freddie Gibbs's narrative.
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I keep fallin', it's too dark to see tomorrow (for sure)
I keep fallin'
Shit-shit-shit is a hassle (1982)
I keep fallin' it's too dark to see tomorrow (for sure)
I-I-I, I-I-I-I keep fallin'
Shit-shit-shit is a hassle (to the death, nigga)
Gibbs, bitch I do this to the dizzert
Murder stay on my mind and my fitted stay to the lizzeft
Try to stay up out the street, out the pen', and up out the casket
Keep a pocket full of plastic, I posted up with this package
I roll a blunt with the hash and get blasted up off some NASA shit
Authorities say I'm below average because I'm African
There's more to me than baggin' up boulders, buckin' and blastin' shit
I carry my whole town on my shoulders
Niggas be askin' if Freddie the return of the real, these niggas fairytale
Seven days, same clothes, I'm gon' make every sale
That 2,300 dollars left in a digi scale
I'm 'bout to cop me two when I split 'em whippin' and flippin' yayo
Seems like I'm disgracin' my race on this paper chase
Peep the mirror every day, look the devil straight in the face
I done threw some niggas off, I threw 38's in the lake
How much can I really take for another taste of this cake?
I keep fallin', it's too dark to see tomorrow
I-I-I keep fallin'
Shit-shit-shit is a hassle
I keep fallin', it's too dark to see tomorrow
I-I-I, I-I-I, I keep fallin'
Shit-shit-shit is a hassle
Termanology, I be reppin' for Murder Mizzle
Tryin' to stay on my grizzle, my people is all official
Crystals all on the hizzle, packin' my semi pistol
Equipped with the mini missiles, that drizzle and make a whistle
Listen, my life is crazy, been through some extra shady
Shit in my life that made me the man I am, so you hear me
If you wanna run my corner, taught me never to be cocky
Watch for paparazzi in the copper car to watch me be sloppy
With the walkie-talkie, hopin' they can stop and lock me
Turn a dime piece, gettin' posse into a squad of zombies
But I be calamari eatin' with a bunch of 'Ricans
On South Beach where the breeze is smooth like the Mona Lisa
Cop an O of reefer, write a bunch of Ether
They want a feature, I'm burnin' a hole up in they speaker
Some call me a teacher, 'cause I'm a solid man
So take my hand and follow me to the promise land
I keep fallin', it's too dark to see tomorrow
I-I-I keep fallin'
Shit-shit-shit is a hassle
I keep fallin', it's too dark to see tomorrow
I-I-I, I-I-I, I keep fallin'
Shit-shit-shit is a hassle