Lyrical Breakdown of Redemption - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Redemption" 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 "Redemption" 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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If you had a second chance in life, what would you do?
Would you put the pills down? Throw out the lean too?
Treat your baby mama right and make way for your kids?
Peace with your enemies, keep the water under the bridge?
I think about if my motorcycle crash was fatal
Broken bones, internal bleedin', stretched on the table
Goin' through surgery, two machines helping me breathe
Sorry mama, I wanna stay but I gotta leave
I see my funeral packed, I see some lyin'
Some cryin' and some givin' dap
I see false claimers, strangers and foes with they head in they laps
I see mo' division
I see some of them showin' up just to post a picture
Like they was my nigga, Instagram's a dead man's best friend
Everybody lookin' for likes but wasn't likin' you when
You needed somethin' to hold on dealin' with life stress
Glad them angels came in surgery, said I'm not done yet
I know saints, I know sinners, I know bosses
I know pain, I know wins, I know losses
My loyalty is sensitive, so please don't cross me
My loyalty is sensitive, so please don't cross me
I came to redeem myself, all I need is God's help
It's a millions of miracles
Show me the real you, the real truth
If I had a second chance in life, this what I'd do
I buy you flowers, talk to you for hours, give you truth
I listen to you when you're hurt
I shoulda went to church with you
But my credentials didn't work, I still should've worked with you
I should've left them lil' hoes alone and came home
But I blamed the moments on you, though I was in the wrong
You checked my phone and I checked you 'bout it
We never talked it over, instead we just sexted 'bout it
I said, "I'm comin' over", you turned up and flexed about it
I hit yo' mama phone
She said, "Y'all get it together", she don't know what we on
My response was whatever, I'm ego trippin' however
I hate to see you gone, she gave me that dial tone
I should've gave you more trust, more love, no lies, more us
'Cause when my motorcycle crashed and everyone left
You was that angel at surgery sayin' I ain't done yet, real shit
I know saints, I know sinners, I know bosses
I know pain, I know wins, I know losses
My loyalty is sensitive, so please don't cross me
My loyalty is sensitive, so please don't cross me
I came to redeem myself, all I need is God's help
It's a millions of miracles
Show me the real you, the real truth