Lyrical Breakdown of Perfect Circle / God Speed - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Perfect Circle / God Speed" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Mac Miller weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Perfect Circle / God Speed" 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 Mac Miller 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 Mac Miller's narrative.

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Woo-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh (Fuck you) I came for whoever is in charge I suggest you go and get yourself a weapon and a guard They need some coffee, everybody's sleeping on me Going around door to door, setting off alarms All that horse shit, you should have left it at the barn Keep a stallion, tell her gallop to the store and get cigars, yeah Too many whips, gotta get a new garage made I might steal one just to drive it in a car chase Me and my bizarre ways (no emergency) I moved up from a Private to a Sergeant You can see it from a scar face Hidden in a dark place, swimming in the shark tank Give a bitch a little bit of change, she a game in an arcade (Time crisis) Not a second to lose I'm the motherfuckin' Bible, that's forever the truth And this is not another case of the celebrity blues The devil with me and he tell me to shoot Murder, murder, murder, what would you do? Have you ever had to hurt her? Just for something to do Can you draw a perfect circle? Lot of lies cover the truth, you got options, what do you do? I wash these pills down with liquor and fall Leave it to me, I do enough for us all (I do) Got what you need if you like breaking the law My mother raised me a God (Hey) (Fuck you) Yeah, blame the drugs, got me sinning on the weekday Drunk as fuck, doing buck sixty on the freeway Giving y'all the freebase, hidden in the middle of a briefcase Hidden in a subwoofer, beat case Used to wanna know how a freak taste Now I'm in it in an instant like replay Bra's a baton, pass it off like relay Why I'm so mad on my B-Day? She say "I thought you got sober" And I say "I wish you'd stop being a bitch And get to minding your business" Told me "Money has changed you" I get to thinking, how rarely do I visit? How'd I get so egotistical? I'm a Buffalo Soldier Heaven is a mile away, the trouble, much closer I'm only twenty-three but my mind is older, and it'll forever be Dead presidents to the homies, death to my enemies Murder, murder, murder, what would you do? Have you ever had to hurt her? Just for something to do Can you draw a perfect circle? Lot of lies cover the truth, you got options, what do you do? I wash these pills down with liquor and fall Leave it to me, I do enough for us all Got what you need if you like breaking the law My mother raised me a God (Hey) (Fuck you) A goddess told me "good morning" when I woke up (Fuck you) You know I had a good morning when I woke up (Fuck you) Gotta thank God every morning then I woke up (Fuck you) Would you remember me if I never woke up? Bye bye (Fuck you) I am a sinner, I'm just tryna sin Warm in the winter, and I'll be on my way I'm just a drifter, in endless seas of whispers I just need some shelter, give me shelter from the wind Woo-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh Woo-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh Your call has been forwarded to an automatic voice message system 412-9... *buttons dialed* is not available "Hey man, I wish you were here, happy holidays, uhm, I love ya. And I hope you have a good night / weekend / I hope I talk to you soon, alright, God Speed" Oh yeah, I thought I'd have it figured out by now Shit would be simple, problems would be in the past right now Me and the homies would be sitting on millions Reminiscing when we were so broke and living in Oakland just chillin' I thought I'd have it in the bag by now I thought that we'd be kicking back by now I know that life is a bitch, I know that life is a bitch I thought we'd put her in a cab by now But I'm stressing, I can't relax I swallow my pride and I'm higher than what's making me mad Everybody say I need rehab Cause I'm speedin' with a blindfold on and won't be long 'til they watching me crash And they don't wanna see that They don't want me to OD and have to talk to my mother Telling her they could have done more to help me, and she'll be crying saying that she'll do anything to have me back All the nights I'm losing sleep, it was all a dream, there was a time that I believed that But white lines be numbing them dark times Them pills that I'm popping, I need to man up Admit it's a problem, I need a wake up Before one morning I don't wake up You make your mistakes, your mistakes never make ya I'm too obsessed with going down as a great one But if you wait too long, they go find someone to replace ya So I guess this is a letter, to all my brothers, Most Dope, that's forever I love you more than words could express And this the part that Q start crying, if he ain't already yet I did my best to be a leader you respect At times I became weaker, got defeated by regret So tell my baby I love her And if she give me the chance I'll put a seed inside her, make her a mother Just know that there's a place Where all my people worry free and everybody straight Every devil don't got horns, and every hero don't got capes Opened up my eyes, shit, I'm finally awake, Good morning Yeah, good morning Yo Vince, it's the morning, you gotta go to work "Alright" Yo, you gotta be at work in like ten minutes, yo (You good?) "I'm straight, yo what's good?" (when you going?) You gotta pick up the dry cleaning and shit still? "Man, fuck that shit, I'll skip" You bout to go to work? "Mmm" Ight, what time you gotta be at work? "I don't know... soon" You Democrat or Republican? "Uuhh... I don't know anymore" Would you vote for a female president? "I don't care what gender or race you are"