Lyrical Breakdown of Empire - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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Feel like I'm trapped in the ghetto where we live, grimey But dear god please, watch over my empire Cold heart, live, bitch shit, spit fire But dear god please, watch over my empire Major deals on the table still I live violent But dear god please, watch over my empire Streets feel I'm finna be a foreign whip driver Until then, god watch over my empire Kept it gangster, never ratted I'm like why hate me? Looking at my g-shock, it's only 9:18 Probation officer stalking to violate me I'ma duck them, get in trouble they gon' violate me They tellin' me to squash the beef with the other side Let me guards down, they a do me like them other guys Catch me late night, flip me and my momma Flip we again this momma That's your thug there, you put him in a pamper Innocent by standard gangsta, Mark Cancel What you did to them? Send a hit and got them cancelled I believe in god so to him you got to answer Change on my brain, pussy come and get the rancer And they tell you that they love you but they stealing out your house Let em rock your change now they down you with they guns out Lets see who stick around when the money runs out Feel like I'm trapped in the ghetto where we live, grimey But dear god please, watch over my empire Cold heart, live, bitch shit, spit fire But dear god please, watch over my empire Major deals on the table still I live violent But dear god please, watch over my empire Streets feel I'm finna be a foreign whip driver Until then, god watch over my empire Shot at 6 times in 09 and since it's started to heal My brothers dead in a coffin no talking to him Sweet lady, I love your momma Every day I pray for god to protect your momma If I kill you that really would upset your momma Your children drop flowers, god bless your momma No regrets for the dead still respect your momma Travis in the feds bitch I still eat tilapia Get shot in the head but I'm still with the mafia Lying in your raps, you ain't gripping no steal I know gorillas forreal, I'm a killer forreal Pamps somethin, Up-town Beezy, my brother Phone call, knock your dorm off, block hother Block her a girl pregnant and her back against the wall With kids, she don't live with her back against the wall Put that on my first murder, that's all I got to say Knock your arms out of place if your arms out of place Knock your arms out of place if your arms out of place Knock your arms out of place if your arms out of place Knock your arms out of place if your arms out of place Motherfucker Feel like I'm trapped in the ghetto where we live, grimey But dear god please, watch over my empire Cold heart, live, bitch shit, spit fire But dear god please, watch over my empire Major deals on the table still I live violent But dear god please, watch over my empire Streets feel I'm finna be a foreign whip driver Until then, god watch over my empire