Lyrical Breakdown of Decisions - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Decisions" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Polo G weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Decisions" 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 Polo G 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 Polo G's narrative.
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Free Lil Stank, high speed on the cops, he gon' control the wheel
Lil' foenem gon' hop out on your block, they tryna overkill
Might relapse, linkin' with my gangers make me want a pill
My niggas gone, and I got so much anger I don't wanna feel
Told her, "Baby, tat my name on it, so I know it's real"
But I can't be your knight in shinin' armor, I don't own a shield
Trenches playin' foul, but we won't drop no flags on the field
Foreigns back to back, I make 'em sick, so I'm Corona ill
Had a bond, we grew apart, just tryna trust my foolish heart
Front line, my shooters spark, might go and shut down Seward Park
Bullseye like he threw a dart, pray my young niggas out movin' smart
Pray they movin' smart, uh
When the lights dim and the crowd leave
Can I count on you to stick around me?
Show in Miami, I'm takin' my talents to South Beach
Bought a house for my granny, I told her rich is what I'll be
When you're all on your own without me
Hope what I said is what you can now see
I had to shut up all the ones who tried to doubt me
Who would've thought that silence could sound sweet?
I'm tryna evaporate his soul with them bullets
Hurt his auntie when she seen him lose his soul on that footage
I'm from Chiraq where they'll roll 'em doughs when you ain't lookin', uh
They gon' fry his top just like a stove, leave him cookin'
Pop Out Gang, I been on the road, takin' bookings
I'm the nigga went and did everythin' they said I couldn't
Racin' to the top, bitch, stay in your lane and keep it pushin'
Playin' with my guap, that's gon' have lil' gang 'nem in your bushes, uh
Deep up in that water with the sharks and the great whites
I remember days it was dark, made me hate life
Catch a nigga, kill him, let it spark broad daylight
Told him I'm the greatest, that ain't somethin' I gotta say twice (not somethin')
When the lights dim and the crowd leave
Can I count on you to stick around me?
Show in Miami, I'm takin' my talents to South Beach
Bought a house for my granny, I told her rich is what I'll be
When you're all on your own without me
Hope what I said is what you can now see
I had to shut up all the ones who tried to doubt me
Who would've thought that silence could sound sweet?