Lyrical Breakdown of Don't Forget - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Don't Forget" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Jeezy weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Don't Forget" 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 Jeezy 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 Jeezy's narrative.

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I'ma tell you three - hustlers that I don't like One of 'em is a - who just got a job and with his first check He gon' score some - and quit Then you see his - two weeks later, now he dead broke on his - Now you ain't got no job, - One, get some paper (paper), two, ya get some more (some more) Three, it's time to put them burglar bars on the doors (fo' sho) Five, watch for 12, n-, they gon' kick it in (in) Six is for the first, my n-, what you tryna spend? (Tryna spend) Seven, don't ever put that pot down, n- (nah) Eight, don't forget 'bout how that Glock sound, n- (nah) Nine, sucker snitches bring your stock down, n- (n-) Ten, don't forget to let your top down, n- (let's go) Them ninas is 65, you what that n- spent? (Woo) We countin' them blessings, n-, we know that they heaven sent My future I'm manifestin' is all in this vision board When you're ready to risk it all, that's when you know that your vision bold (ha-haa) All this Spam and Ramen noodles, I swear that sh- gettin' old (old) All them stamps in the middle, n-, just like a centerfold (yeah) Stepped on like Sigma Phi, that -'ll be hard to sell (yeah) Wrapped up like Saint Nick, sometime it be hard to tell (tell) Servin' in front of church, so I can pray for my sins (woo) Sorry to bother, Lord, but I want that black Benz (yeah) Pray I can call the pug, cash out a flat ten (ten) Plug get to playin', though, I'ma show 'em that MAC-10 Second one is old hustle-to-get-high- n- Buy a motherf- ounce of weed and tryna sell half of it and smoke the rest You gon' get them old skimpy-ass sacks away from me, n- One, get some paper (paper), two, ya get some more (some more) Three, it's time to put them burglar bars on the doors (fo' sho) Five, watch for 12, n-, they gon' kick it in (in) Six is for the first, my n-, what you tryna spend? (Tryna spend) Seven, don't ever put that pot down, n- (nah) Eight, don't forget 'bout how that Glock sound, n- (nah) Nine, sucker snitches bring your stock down, n- (n-) Ten, don't forget to let your top down, n- (let's go, yeah) Blue when they wrapped right, got smoked like a crack pipe (damn) If I'm playin' with it, they gave 'em that act-right (woo) My cousin was traffickin', he got stopped for a tail light (damn) He went in and came out, never said what that cell like (nah) 'Cause when he was in middle school, start hustlin' and dropped out Public defender, he caught a case and he copped out Little light skin what's-his-name, he was gettin' his bread right (yeah) Smoked him on Madden Ave, he got killed by the egg fight (woo) What about chitty-chat? He be keepin' that bread on him I be keepin' my distance, though, 'cause I heard the feds on him An apartment with Ceddy-boy, he taught me to stretch that (stretch that) Long live his brother Alph, where the fuck was his vest at? The third one is an old - fiend n- who be bringin' you a lick And every time they bring you somethin', they ask for somethin' "Yeah, you know I brought them to you, drop me somethin'" Yo, get yo' - away from me, n- One, get some paper (paper), two, ya get some more (some more) Three, it's time to put them burglar bars on the doors (fo' sho) Five, watch for 12, n-, they gon' kick it in (in) Six is for the first, my n-, what you tryna spend? (Tryna spend) Seven, don't ever put that pot down, n- (nah) Eight, don't forget 'bout how that Glock sound, n- (nah) Nine, sucker snitches bring your stock down, n- (n-) Ten, don't forget to let your top down, n- (let's go)