Lyrical Breakdown of Law - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Law" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Lupe Fiasco weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Law" 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 Lupe Fiasco 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 Lupe Fiasco's narrative.
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I just wanna be here alone, alone
With you, with you, with you, with you, with you
Tell me, how do you feel?
I just wanna be here alone, alone
With you, with you, with you, with you, with you
Tell me, how do you feel?
I don't wanna be here by myself
But I'm just like you, and you don't wanna be by yourself
Wanna put my name on it, but don't wanna end the friendship
Cause that's a declaration, of independence
Would you lie for it? Would you die for it?
Put fireworks all inside of that sky for it
Would you wait for me, then get away from me
Wait 'til I come outside, hop inside the ride and floor it
Tell her, she'll be safe with me
To the tellers in the safe with me
When the shooting starts, don't go with them
You should stay with me
Cause in the race of hearts, that's the place to be
Cause the finish line is exactly where you start
So I'll run around this whole bitch, just to end up where you are
Now that's real shit, treadmill shit
I'm Treadstone but I feel shit
That's Bourne knowledge, yes you are, you just gonna have to believe
That we 'bout to go to work so these niggas gonna have to leave
I just wanna be here alone, alone
With you, with you, with you, with you, with you
Tell me, how do you feel?
I just wanna be here alone, alone
With you, with you, with you, with you, with you
Tell me, how do you feel?
Now you all business, started up yourself small business
And we all in this, no half-stepping, we high heel
All inches, high yield, small interest, hell yeah
That's a loan and we owe some
But we pay the bank out the same sack we just stole from
That's real, that's steal
Like four to two, I look forward to you, lookin down on the field
And you look 4'2", look forward boo, don't look down at your heels
Don't matter what's at stake, just let it burn, don't e'en look down at your grill
Either way we gon' ball, look around at your wheels
Even the baby gon' ball, look around at your wheels
This ain't my shit, this our shit
Look around what you build and that's great and shape
And you should look inside how you feel
You look and sound like you trill, you look inside for that feel
Or just look inside how I look inside you, I look inside like I kill
And you just gon' have to be
And babe I'm 'bout to go to work so these niggas gon' have to leave
I just wanna be here alone, alone
With you, with you, with you, with you, with you
Tell me, how do you feel?
I just wanna be here alone, alone
With you, with you, with you, with you, with you
Tell me, how do you feel?
She don't want no soft nigga, she just don't want no false nigga
Daddy can be a gangsta, just can't be no lost nigga
If you a senior, be a senior
Don't be runnin' around like some frosh niggas
Snapback is great, but you about to graduate
Take your hat off nigga
Tiger did cause tiger could
But if Tiger couldn't then Tiger wouldn't
That's a billion dollars off golf nigga
See my fast money and my cash money take a lost with her
And let's move slow and make a million dollars off cough syrup
I just wanna be here alone, alone
With you, with you, with you, with you, with you
Tell me, how do you feel?
I just wanna be here alone, alone
With you, with you, with you, with you, with you
Tell me, how do you feel?