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

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

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

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If you wanna help me then kiss me and fuck me later Gentrify all my people, there's heaviness on the table If you wanna help me to put me inside the cusp Put the cigarette inside my back Keep the hospitals over run-run-run Run chicken little How my city gonna run off shits and giggles? Politicians overzealous with the provolone Ischa riddles and incidentals, They crashed the rental with God and temple, and bible Don't nobody got no holy Everybody got an iPhone If wanna help me then kiss me and fuck me good-good-good tonight Inglewood tonight LA be bright but still a dark city So come get your happy and your new titties Go find your doctor, you can get Kimmy'd sorta how we used to love you America the great It's Grateful Dead and life for me Apple pie on Sunday morning Obesity and heart disease Can you hear the freedom bells? Can you see the rusty nails chipping a way out on the coffin? Approach with caution, hallelujah, amen, amen I was lost but thinking I was truly free [amen, amen] Darkness lingers in the wake of slavery [amen, amen] Hold me close, don't let me fall into the deep [amen, amen] The lost have risen, a new religion, hallelujah, amen, amen Demons behind your back will call you crack bitch I seen myself all on the dash, could've sworn it's a gun I ain't seen a toddler in the back after firing seven shots A demon 'bout to get me, he watching me kill his mom The hood is overflooded, these niggas is on the rise Bake a cake with flour its battered and gentrified Why oh why my dick getting bigger This violence turn me on me on My mama finally see my baby on Channel 2 She love me better when I be keeping the streets clean Why oh why my house getting bigger, corruption Turn me on Ain't no police locking up these niggas better than me And my wife think I look like a man, I feel manly I tell Stanley, when you grow up you gon' be like you dad A free man in the land of the noose They ain't tell me how to crouch and shoot I did, they only taught me how to check her pulse, she dead When I win it's like confessional, trying to find me a therapist They taught me how to say amen Amen America the great It's Grateful Dead and life for me Apple pie on Sunday morning Obesity and heart disease Can you hear the freedom bells? Can you see the rusty nails chipping away out on the coffin? Approach with caution, hallelujah, amen, amen I was lost but thinking I was truly free [amen, amen] Darkness lingers in the wake of slavery [amen, amen] Hold me close, don't let me fall into the deep [amen, amen] The lost have risen, a new religion, hallelujah, amen, amen