Lyrical Breakdown of Ghetto Prayer - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Ghetto Prayer" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Master P weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Ghetto 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 Master P 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 Master P's narrative.

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{Master P prays in the background} Our father, who art in heaven Hallowed be thy name Thy kingdom come, thy will be done On earth, as it is in heaven {Spoken over prayer} Hail Mary (Hail Mary) Hail Mary (Hail Mary) Hail Mary (Hail Mary) Hail Mary. Hail Mary. Hail Mary (Hail Mary) Hail Mary. {Singing part comes in} + {Hail Mary spoken over} Now I lay me down to sleep. I pray the Lord. my soul to keep. And if I die before I wake. I pray the Lord. my soul to take. (UNGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHH) [Master P] Did I live my life as a killer, did I grow up with the thugs? See I coulda been a doctor, instead I sold drugs My best partner was bloated, probably live if he wasn't loaded I got so many questions Lord, that's why I told it That ida like mosquita, don't wanna be the beaver But on judgement day, I know I wanna see ya Momma pray for you baby {*echoes*} See this ghetto got me crazy {*echoes*} Lord help me don't slay me {*echoes*} I'm just tryin to feed my babies {*echoes*} In the world where it's phony, where your enemies be your homies And Lord, won't ya be there when the Devil run up on me {Singing part comes in} + {Hail Mary spoken over} Now I lay me down to sleep. I pray the Lord. my soul to keep. And if I die before I wake. I pray the Lord. my soul to take. [Magic] Where do we go from here Cause I want to see? without a ounce of fear Hopin that my time ain't near Wishin that I'd NEVER seen my momma shed a tear I've done so much wrong in my life, at night I sleep with my eyes open, hopin That the Reaper pass me by, I'm tryin to change But my life's deranged Jackin my own color for they rangs and change Forgive me I was tryin to be a MAN With this pistol in my hand But took a forty-four, slug in my back Just to make me understand (my Lord) So can I still be an angel? Or on judgement day, will you treat me like a stranger? {Singing part comes in} + {Hail Mary spoken over} Now I lay me down to sleep. I pray the Lord. my soul to keep. And if I die before I wake. I pray the Lord. my soul to take. {Singing part} Now I lay me down to sleep. I pray the Lord. my soul to keep. And if I die before I wake. I pray the Lord. my soul to take. Now I lay me down to sleep. I pray the Lord. my soul to keep. And if I die before I wake. I pray the Lord. my soul to take.