Lyrical Breakdown of For What It's Worth - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "For What It's Worth" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Jay Rock weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "For What It's Worth" 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 Jay Rock 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 Jay Rock's narrative.

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Worth it Maybe, when you go home I don't wanna be here Tryna fit the component Is it worth it? Maybe, when you go home I don't wanna be here Tryna fit the component Is it? Tryna solve my problems off this fifth of Henny How many fucks to give, lately, I'm running empty Struggle with who I am and who I wanna be Got the streets and these beats right in front of me Should I kill this nigga or should I let him slide? If I don't, he double back, we got family ties? If I do, I can't rap, that's suicide These niggas telling, turn you to felons, twenty-five I can't have my babies walking around in projects While I'm on my bunk stressing through the process I'd rather be a prospect, you know, god-like But for now, many texts, this is my life Should I kill this nigga or should I let him bye? My momma say I'm like my daddy, I got too much pride And she was right, mix this bottle with the lime and sprite Hit the lights, yeah, somebody gotta die tonight Is it worth it Maybe, when you go home I don't wanna be here Tryna fit the component Is it worth it? Maybe, when you go home I don't wanna be here Tryna fit the component Is it? They say money's the root of all evil I say, they power of pussy'll scar people That pretty flower'll spoil you, then it'll poison you You get amnesia to everything you was loyal to I wanna fuck this little bitch, but I know she bogus Credit cards, profiles, bank's always open And if I smash, do the dash, that's hocus pocus She 'bout cash, I ain't mad, I'm just not devoted To fall in love with, doing exotic drugs and playing inside of clubs I'm never the one to cuff She like, 'Johnny, you know this pussy yours and only yours Take the rubber off and smoke passion, you could explore Is it worth it If you see me on TV telling the girls about me And all she saw was a Benz and thought the world about me She think her nigga a lick and I got rapper money And child support is the legal way she can ask for money Is it worth it Maybe, when you go home I don't wanna be here Tryna fit the component Is it worth it? Maybe, when you go home I don't wanna be here Tryna fit the component Is it?