Lyrical Breakdown of Street Prayer - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Street Prayer" 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 "Street Prayer" 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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I don't know about you, but I ain't tryna die young
I don't like to brag about the shit that I done
I took good care of the streets, I'm a icon
I got snaked by some niggas, took care of my son
I ain't put that on they lawyer, got them title
The way you wrote that statement you a writer
You old on 'em in the station, gave 'em right up
DD did time with no lawyer, he a survivor
I'ma cut your ass right off, hang with my rivals
Catch a case while you a felon, I say it's my gun
They got my picture in the feds, say I'm a Disciple
They say I switched up 'cause I don't believe in the Bible
First time on the head, I kept my eyes closed
Only nigga I'm scared of is John Doe
And no support'll make your time slow
Just a real nigga without trying to
See, the trenches had made us (made us)
Lil' nigga, get my weight up (weight up)
Hard work and dedication (hard work and dedication)
Street niggas need a prayer (prayer)
Street niggas need a prayer (prayer)
Street niggas need a prayer (prayer)
Street niggas need a prayer (prayer)
Street niggas need a prayer (prayer)
It be your dwag, it be your dawg
That shit's so crazy, what happened to Law
When the streets took Baby D, it had came with a flaw
Granny asked me, "Where Newski at?" It's crushing my heart
Tryna smoke on some Zazas, just pass me the tops
The reason I can't trust y'all, you're talking to opps
That shit be strange when they say they love you
They say I changed when I got a hunnid
You can't complain 'cause I've been a hunnid
Them war time inside the trenches, buying different bullets
Hop out a Cutlass, right into the bushes
Run right on 'em, while them niggas lookin'
Blood in my eyes, they tryna get me
I'm the most wanted in my city
I'm the most hated in my city
Gotta watch out for them niggas who gon' envy
See, the trenches had made us (made us)
Lil' nigga, get my weight up (weight up)
Hard work and dedication (hard work and dedication)
Street niggas need a prayer (yeah)
Street niggas need a prayer (yeah)
Street niggas need a prayer (yeah)
Street niggas need a prayer (yeah)
Street niggas need a prayer (yeah)