Lyrical Breakdown of State of Grace (remix) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Raekwon weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "State of Grace (remix)" 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 Raekwon 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 Raekwon's narrative.

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[Busta Rhymes:] Wherever you want it, believe I'm running through there hard Dismantle your cypher, yo, Rae, happy new year God! Foul and fucked up, niggas know I spit ugly Jewelry trucked up, niggas know they can't fuck with me If you my target, you probably wouldn't wanna be 'em My legacy royal with statues in a museum With numerous artifacts, hanging in the mosoleum Type living room setting is bigger than the land of freedom I'm parked on the corner, while pretty bitches holla "hello" I'm another breed, different species from you fellows Technically, it's kinetic, I'm genetically better I'm something you will never see, far as you can remember My buzz exceding rapidly, no matter how it's measured Like an unstoppable machine in the Mohabi Desert So hungry I smell it, success up in my after taste Still spit til it's painful, despite the money in the safe I see you resentful, stay up in your place And while they be morning your death, we in a State of Grace Designing, I'm perfect with timing, take it back to Rucker RZA, it's hard to stop rhyming on this muthafucka! Stay on the poster, the street, we never sleeping on him New album, Big Bang, slowly creepin' on 'em Wu-Tang, Flipmode, fuck you wanna do? Another banger, Chef, RZA, Bust', Cuban Link 2! [Raekwon:] CREAM vanquish, my queen keeps it's stainless Cracks and Brussels, screwing everything famous Love to hustle, my ring, call it big Uranus Cats that scuffle, crawl on you and break fingers That's what's up, you saw me and them Lone Rangers Me and my homey, we bought like forty things up Long as you owe me, you won't get a damn thing, son Shoot off your kangol, while you in the plane, fronting Stop, admirin' me, ya'll should of fired me Cuz when I come back, it's me and my diary None of that bullshit, few men got tired of me My niggas is wrong, they hated, and they lied to me Explain the saga, fuck yo, your chain liver Fuck the blinging, have my money by five, to me Ya'll 'pose to bring it, fuck you and your whole variety I'm bringing my hammers, I beat it like, five to three [Chorus: Raekwon] Jealous ass niggas can't see they man prosper They'd rather see me in a broke down fuckin' Mazda Don't disrespect me, son, you will get popped up My resume's off the hook, now, check mi casa Yeah, call it, what you wanna call it My bread is larger, nigga, you can never spoil it Thought you was loyal, now a nigga can't support you Blastin' you up, and off me, now you look rewarded [Raekwon:] What's that smell? Rat piss and possum pussy Bitch don't yell, I'm not impressed, don't push me I'm back with some haters, they wipe shit and blast pussies up Bloody ya blazer, take all your man cush weed Yeah, I'm coming just to claim a title Rap is boring, niggas need another idol When I'm gone, just let off like forty rifles Aiming at rappers, biting off the God's bible I destroy you, lyrically, I spit oil This is war, you can never escape, conio Ya'll some lamesters, never seen a yard soiled When it's on, now we gon' see who's loyal Yeah, yeah, I'm coming, yo, we get it from you Place that crown in the garbage, or you sitting on A few things mattered, you was just a corner don That got shot dead like Malcolm in the Audubon [Chorus]