Lyrical Breakdown of Decades - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Decades" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Logic weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Decades" 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 Logic 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 Logic's narrative.
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I just wanna thank God for the life that I got
Seen a lot of pain, yeah, I seen a lot
Could've copped that Lamborghini off the lot
But money isn't everything
Money isn't the reason that I sing
I got a lot of chains, got a lot of bling
But money isn't everything
No, money isn't everything
I just wanna thank God for the life that I got
Seen a lot of pain, yeah, I seen a lot
Could've copped that Lamborghini off the lot
But money isn't everything
Money isn't the reason that I sing
Yeah
Yo, this motherfucker 6ix, man
He played me this verse I had from like ten years ago
So I thought I'd do it now
Ayy, look to my left and see my brother selling drugs, I
Look to my right and see my sisters fucking thugs
Ain't it funny how this life go? One moment, you're in the dark
But when that light glow, it's like you're seeing for the first time
As I penetrate your mind
Like a burst of ammunition that was shot out of a .9
I'm giving everything I got, so, yeah, it better be my time
They said I'd never make it, that's the reason I still rhyme now
Feeling like Annie singing about the Sun
No food in my stomach, hoping that tomorrow gon' come, yeah
Maybe it won't, but I pray it will
'Cause drug dealers on the corner, they finna spray you at will
And this music is a dream that I plan to fulfill
Staring at the morgue through my windowsill
In the beginning, I was itching, no, I couldn't sit still
But when you got this much heat, it's just too hard to chill
I just wanna thank God for the life that I got
Seen a lot of pain, yeah, I seen a lot
Could've copped that Lamborghini off the lot
But money isn't everything
Money isn't the reason that I sing
I got a lot of chains, got a lot of bling
But money isn't everything
No, money isn't everything