Lyrical Breakdown of Elevation - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Inspectah Deck weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Elevation" 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 Inspectah Deck 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 Inspectah Deck's narrative.

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(Intro: Inspectah Deck (whispering)) Elevation (x15) (Chorus: Inspectah Deck) Tired of trials and tribulations It seems like life is Hell, dreams the only way of escapin To worlds that's beyond imagination I know a place, I could take you there through elevation (Inspectah Deck) Where I come from young ones pump jums for lump sums Bustin guns, trust none, become son Truth spells broke loose shells that propel Where I'm dwellin, niggaz bail, tellin what you sellin My nigga Tone just came home but improvised The system tried to give him 5 more for gettin high Fly Stacy, daddy's little lady fucks crazily Wavy after baby, lost the shape fancy lately Used to spend the quiet nights home, now she likes to roam Feelin quite grown, caught in like cyclones I was taught be the wise of glide and I'll impass To advance, learn the science of life and earn the masters Trapped in the havoc, I'm forced to go the whole Although, it might spell a jail cell and no parole I fight with the force of Steve Austin Until my arms can no longer hold off the coffin In this ghetto Heaven, God bless the children Whose shattered dreams are offered and hard to mend We don't believe in Heaven, we livin in Hell Tryin to escaped, but fate's sealed in the bomb shell Feelin like U'ey, he knew they would pnat the plot When high-tech surveillance got my moves on watch So, I drop jewels, use the music to educate Can't celebrate 'til we elevate (Chorus)