Lyrical Breakdown of 4TH OF JULY - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "4TH OF JULY" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Meek Mill weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "4TH OF JULY" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
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Fourth of July I call my brothers, call my cousins making sure they alive I don't even know who got hit up, I'm just praying that they survived They shooting right in front of these babies, swear that something ain't right Something ain't right They said these fire crackers ain't the only thing got lit up My city all at war, if you in the way, you gon' get hit up Gotta watch yo' body, can't be lacking when you leaving the club Crazy part about it, I was suppose to be there that night, it could've been me When I got home, saw the news, I fell to my knees and I thank God I was thinking rest in peace, oh PNB, my city needs something Oh, my city needs something I'm pushing peace, I'm just a product of these streets I ain't no gangster, I'm just me I found a way out for my family, I'm just showing what you could be It's been a long, it's been a long time coming But change still ain't come It's been a long, long, long, long, long, long, long time But change still ain't come Fourth of July Shit, we was popping M80s, this shit got crazy Now we running around all .40s and .9s My young bull brazy, I can't save him They try play him, he just ran off like he gon' get a bomb I see water in his eyes I don't tell him like I told him to die I taught youngin how to hustle, I taught shorty to ride Used to be a fire cracker, I taught shorty to cry 'Til them shots fired, sound like it's fireworks, 'til we heard the sirens Praying every night, I don't catch the murder virus Kill my brother, kill your brother too, have a murder riot Do a ritual with them switches, tell them burn in fire He had caught too many cases, so he wore a wire Put a seal all on his statement, now he real quiet You know beefing with the Chasers, you get real tired Getting real paper, fuck how they feel about us We give up fireworks, know Northside gonna kill about me We let off fireworks, know Southside gonna drill about me I wanna stop the violence but if I slip, niggas gon' still pop me Damn To them streets, I pledge allegiance, giving hell to heathens It was really hella deceiving, I ain't never see it We ain't beefing, we doing islands really every season 'Cause when you hear them fireworks, you ain't never leaving Lighters Fourth of July I call my brothers, call my cousins making sure they alive I don't even know who got hit up, I'm just praying that they survived They shooting right in front of these babies, swear that something ain't right Something ain't right They said these fire crackers ain't the only thing got lit up My city all at war, if you in the way, you gon' get hit up Gotta watch yo' body, can't be lacking when you leaving the club It's been a long, long, long, long, long, long, long time But change still ain't come