Lyrical Breakdown of Distance - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Distance" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Lil Durk weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Distance" 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 Lil Durk 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 Lil Durk's narrative.
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Gang!
Know we mud bruddas, drug bruddas know what I'm sayin' came from the bottom
Let's get it man
Know what I'm sayin' they ain't gon' really like this shit Lil Reese
Let's get it broski
Let's make a million dollars off this tape real quick, you know
Let's get it!
Young nigga ruthless
Nigga wanna tweak I pull up with my shooters
Like a point guard, shooting guard
Caught his ass he so goofy
Why everybody wanna be shooters, these niggas be trickin'
Why you niggas not listening these niggas shootin' from a distance
Fuck nigga they gon' make me keep my distance (distance)
That sneak dissin' gon' make me keep my distance (distance)
That fake shit gon' make me keep my distance (distance)
That fuck shit gon' make me keep my pistol
Keep my pistol, speak on the dead and my niggas gon' get you
6 shots in the nickel, got my stripe like a ref without a whistle
And I love my vultures do what they say them boys is just talkin'
Reese money hawkin', ain't no nigga in the city that'll try to stop him
Headshot made his whole brain scuplture
100 pounds let the whole hood older
Knew some older niggas pension turned some young niggas cobras
Chase his ass face his ass, no he ain't get no pass
Erase his ass lace his ass, he know his ass is grass
100 thousand in the stash box he ever need me then he asked out
Found the plug and I cashed out
My baby momma made me lash out
Free my young nigga Beeski
Smoke a backwood with Reesey
With the muthafuckin' groupies
Know my life is movie
Young nigga ruthless
Nigga wanna tweak I pull up with my shooters
Like a point guard, shooting guard
Caught his ass he so goofy
Why everybody wanna be shooters, these niggas be trickin'
Why you niggas not listening these niggas shootin' from a distance
Fuck nigga they gon' make me keep my distance (distance)
That sneak dissin' gon' make me keep my distance (distance)
That fake shit gon' make me keep my distance (distance)
That fuck shit gon' make me keep my pistol
These niggas ain't shooters, a lot of these niggas they snitchin' they goofies
These niggas ain't stupid, talkin' like he about it but I know he ain't ruthless
And you don't want to get into it, 'cause niggas around me they'll toy with you too
And you don't wanna really do it, talkin' like you got it you can do it too
And let's get straight to it, flame with the backwood wood after wood
I know me and Durk good, now you go get out the hood not to be in the hood
And we can go back to it, but a lot of niggas can't go back to it
I'm just sayin' I'm good, I'm just sayin' we good
So much shit I can say but it can be locked today
After doin' bad I pray, I gotta thank The Lord everyday
'Cause you know where I come from it ain't safe
Pull up, hit 'em with the K
Pull off, DOA
Young nigga ruthless
Nigga wanna tweak I pull up with my shooters
Like a point guard, shooting guard
Caught his ass he so goofy
Why everybody wanna be shooters, these niggas be trickin'
Why you niggas not listening these niggas shootin' from a distance
Fuck nigga they gon' make me keep my distance (distance)
That sneak dissin' gon' make me keep my distance (distance)
That fake shit gon' make me keep my distance (distance)
That fuck shit gon' make me keep my pistol