Lyrical Breakdown of Free - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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Huh, it's goin' down, know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Hold up, yeah, dedicated to everybody That's been a part of the struggle Know what I'm sayin'? Hold up, everybody who's got love ones locked up in that system Say man, if ya people locked up you need to stay down wit'cha folks This commentary is very necessary, know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Young Pimp out here representing for y'all, hold up I'm back on the slab, back on the block With the hustlers pleading a album, the crank, they froze on water rocks The boy Emmitt had me shining when I stepped out the door I thought I had enough but James Toney gimme some more And the same damn day I went to the Bentley lot Off the show room floor, I copped and splurged, that thang was hot But I bet all you busters already knew that 'Cause I was all on the internet, gettin' my shine back Making rhymes stack, pimpin' with my mic Everybody want a piece just 'cause Sweet Jones is what they like They like the pimp shit, take a trip, if I like it a pimp get Back floor, laid flow, UGK is back, oh, oh Free, I'm free Now, I got the whole world screaming, "Free Pimp C" I'm free, I'm free Even life after life, they ain't stoppin' me It was Free Pimp C, but now see, the pimp free Old school gave me that before I left that CT Terrell check my bezzle on this platinum Jacob watch They locked up my body but my mind never stopped 'Cause I was plottin' and plannin' and schemin' everyday Gettin' ready for my release so I can steal the game away From all these clone type niggaz, tryna sound like Pimp C He's okay but he's not me By a long shot 'cause 'bout tryna instill to me Them boys might run BET but trick, we run the streets It's me and Bun B, that's for life, we the trill When ya see a pimp shinin', trick, tell me, how ya feel? Free, I'm free Then they got the word that they freed Pimp C I'm free, free Even life after life, they ain't stoppin' me I did 4 years tops, never hit PC Did my time in Population with the real ol'e G's I seen a whole lot of pain, men doin' they bids Most of them just prayin' and who tryna get home to they kids Wasn't nothin' like Oz, a bunch of iron and bars Bunch of player hatin' snitches, talkin' to the guards And a whole penitentiary bein' ran by broads Some of 'em kept it one hundred, most of them was frauds Seen a whole lotta chumps, hard men and hustlers Some big time dealers, kidnappers and busters Pimps and playas, I seen some kill with they hands But I still don't believe the pen is no place for no man Free But I still don't believe the pen is no place for no man Free Know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Then they got the word that they freed Pimp C I'm free Modern day slaves is down here Know what I'm sayin'? I'm free Even life after life, they ain't stoppin' me Yeah, dedicated to everybody ain't gon' never make it up out there Know what I'm sayin'? To everybody doin' life, keep y'all head up Don't get fed up, uh Do yo' time, don't let yo' time do you, Young Pimp Picture me rollin', know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Like 'Pac told 'em when he came home Jumped in the five hundred I'm free