Lyrical Breakdown of One Mo Chance - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "One Mo Chance" 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 "One Mo Chance" 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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Turn the music up, yeah
Feel like every time I talk, they listen, you know what I'm sayin'?
Know what I'm sayin' like, I'm the one they look up to, you dig
Let me tell you a story
A story when I was a shorty
I went to school on a daily
And I was totin' my .40
My homie got pounds on pounds
I go over his crib like a forest
Askin' can he put me on now
Like why you ignoring me
I tell em go pull up a Taurus
At the top shootin a Taurus
I mix up a 8 and I pour it
I left my feelings in storage
Remember I jumped out the Porsches
You ain't no killa, ain't torch it
Don't get caught in the mornin'
We catch you, then we scorin'
Wash that blood with chlorine
You say I'm a hoe, you don't know me
I get you touched with no cheese
Gotta watch out cause I'm lowkey
Niggas be cool with the police
I made a dub off 4P
I'm in the trap with 4 P's
I went and copped me a rollie
I dun' showed love to these niggas
But I mistreated niggas who gon' rock with me to the end
Forgive me again, just gimme yo hand
Them ain't my friends
Y'all my friends
Give me a chance
Give me a chance...
Give me one more chance
Give me one more chance
Give me one more chance
Give me one more chance
Man I thought you was my dawg but you tricked me
You tryna play me close but niggas know you out to get me
Should've known when I said nah
You cut me off that shit was fishy
I trust you with my secrets but you went and told my business
Wanna be on the Forbes with you
I dun' slept on the floors with you
I dun' went to war with you
And we ain't have no pistols
I tell you stories when we both was dirty
When I was broke I was splittin' the perc'y
When I went broke I sold my .30
Couldn't get by and that shit hurt me
Caught with a gun, that shit was jerky
Called for a murder, they ain't showin' no mercy
Snake yo blood, that shit ain't worth it
At the same time ain't no one perfect
Went on a hit, that nigga was nervous
But I was blind cause nigga too thirsty
Caught me a body, I built my courage
Gotta watch out cause my dog was informin'
I dun' showed love to these niggas
But I mistreated niggas who gon' rock with me to the end
Forgive me again, just gimme yo hand
Them ain't my friends
Y'all my friends
Give me a chance
Give me a chance...
Give me one more chance
Give me one more chance
Give me one more chance
Give me one more chance