Lyrical Breakdown of Need Perscription (feat. Unfoonk) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Need Perscription (feat. Unfoonk)" 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 "Need Perscription (feat. Unfoonk)" 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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(D-D-D-DJ FMCT)
I took a basic bitch and turned her to some candy
(DJ Bandz, oh, man)
Turned her to some-
Felt at home, felt in love
I done took a basic bitch and turned her to some candy
Fillin' up my system with these drugs, I'm feelin' stranded
When you don't get that love from your niggas, you feel abandoned
Thought I was gon' change 'cause that money came drastic
It's hard to beat these cases when they got that shit on camera
Seen that shit on camera, I told them niggas, "I need answers"
So many funerals, you gotta lock in with the pastor
When you broke, they love you more, money come, you'll get to clashin'
Pull up to my hood, everybody gon' pop outside with a ski-mask
When you say, "It's war," for that check, they shoot up your repast
Hungry nights, you ain't got no food, you'll go to sleep fast
By your side, when you at your lowest, they'll try to leave fast
I need prescriptions to feel like I'm gifted (gifted, gifted...)
I take care of my niggas and God is my witness (witness, witness...)
When you hear rumors come from your niggas, that shit hit different (shit hit different)
When you really got it out the mud, that's a big difference
Streets know that they can't play with my name, I bitched the big niggas
Fell out with my dawgs some weeks ago, I gotta get with 'em (I gotta get with 'em)
Niggas postin' all them guns gon' get us all indicted
Cut ties with third-party hoods 'cause they ass felt entitled
You ain't from my block, you don't even know us, foenem don't even like you (snitches)
Snitches praisin' snitches, niggas bitches, that shit black and whited
I done took a basic bitch and turned her to some candy
I take care of my people, can't nobody say I'm stingy
Foenem think I changed, don't pop out as they pay me
Always stay the same, but that money came in handy, uh
I need prescriptions to feel like I'm gifted (gifted, gifted...)
I take care of my niggas and God is my witness (witness, witness...)