Lyrical Breakdown of Ambitionz - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Ambitionz" 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 "Ambitionz" 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 Meek Mill 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 Meek Mill's narrative.

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My ambition as a rider Yeah, it's my ambition as a rider Yeah, it's my ambition as a rider Hey, it's my ambition as a rider Rolling, joking, smoking, thinking how I got here Loccin', loading toasters, pussy you was not there Holding, never folding, we was on the top tier Shackled to our ankles it was like a nightmare You ever wash out your drawers on the same water you shit? Doing your push ups right on the floor where you piss? Cellies with niggas that went to war with the strip? You got to rumble from night time down to the morning and shit I'm tryna tell them Forever label me felon Clutchin' that pistol, God made me rebellious Fuck with them niggas, teach you a lesson Fingers on triggers, meet Smith and Wesson I seen pussy niggas turn on me Throw the money let it burn on 'em If I feel like he a threat I put a bird on him And my young hittas will swerve on him My ambition as a rider Oh, yeah, my ambition as a rider Oh, yeah, my ambition as a rider Oh, yeah, its my ambition as a rider Money the root of evil, wait 'til them shooters see you Lurkin in Grand Marquises, scopin' on you, your people Made a movie with niggas, murder and you the sequel Bullets gon' riddle you, they gon' use tubes to feed you Momma gonna pull the plug Head big as Hey Arnold's is, full of blood Smell the death in the air when we pullin' up Bullets go B-B-BRRRR, fill 'em up Bloody murder hollow tips out the clip I repent when I murder opposites Pick and roll, stop and pick I reload, spin the corner, drop the shit And we leave no evidence for residents to grieve 'bout Them sluggies hit you nigga, breathe out And keep your eyes open 'til you start to wheeze out We wipe your mothafuckin' team out My ambition as a rider Oh, yeah, my ambition as a rider Oh, yeah, my ambition as a rider Oh, yeah, its my ambition as a rider