Lyrical Breakdown of Pray Momma Don't Cry - From "I Can't Breathe / Music For the Movement" - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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• Lyric Overview: Witness how Rapsody weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Pray Momma Don't Cry - From "I Can't Breathe / Music For the Movement"" 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 Rapsody employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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Pray for me defend these streets Murder was the case shot by police Last word he said was I can't breathe Rest in peace can rest in peace Momma she gon' cry for me Folks gon' yell, deep in these streets Sound of pain, ain't no peace Just know when you hear my people weep It's the sound of love Gun to your back 'cause you black kids in the whip Seven to his back different than when we ride for Kaepernick At seventeen, a son dies, murder was the case Time flies still we never can forget the face It's mourning nights knowin' Breonna ain't gettin' another morning Watchin' black death, our murder shouldn't be normal Mercy mercy what a world our black children are born into Black is king we pray that scars will heal, still a noose Wounds out the womb, targets on our back like birth marks are tombs And now these all black for the funerals Following families at the funeral Carried by six but we loved by the universe Mercy mercy God shine through my soul Bloodstained street bodies glitter and gold Mercy mercy God shine through my soul Bloodstained street bodies glitter and gold, kings Pray for me defend these streets Murder was the case shot by police Last word he said was I can't breathe Rest in peace can rest in peace Momma she gon' cry for me Folks gon' yell, deep in these streets The sound of pain, ain't no peace Just know when you hear my people weep It's the sound of love Pray for me, death in these streets Red blood, these slugs, murder police I know you fear my black is king Please hug my momma tell her she's my queen And lift her should I not come home Tell my daddy I held my own Intimidated by my black my throne They pulled that chrome under the black domes (Bow) Wounds out the womb, targets on our back like birth marks are tombs And now these all black for the funerals Following families at the funeral Carried by six but we loved by the universe Mercy mercy God shine through my soul Bloodstained streets bodies glitter and gold Mercy mercy God shine through my soul Bloodstained streets bodies glitter and gold, kings Pray for me defend these streets Murder was a case shot by police Last word he said was I can't breathe Rest in peace can rest in peace Momma she gon' cry for me Folks gon' yell, deep in these streets Sound of pain, ain't no peace Just know when you hear my people weep It's the sound of love It's the sound of love It's the sound of love