Lyrical Breakdown of 12 Dear Lord - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "12 Dear Lord" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Rick Ross weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "12 Dear Lord" 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 Rick Ross 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 Rick Ross's narrative.

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I walk streets, speak brief to key piece [?] y'all knee deep in the streets Sweet lord show me a sign and close when I open my eyes I'm hoping to find what's rightfully mine Serenity and respect being the man of color When addressed, most politicians ran for cover We don't come out to vote, we'll run 'round with coke in the projects' third floor gun 'round with coke Hustlers ballin' whore, showin' these watchin' so as a revolving door we saw it all before Neighbors don't speak shit, they all at war And in the gutta my nigga, that's all it was I'm praying for an angel that can absorb the blood I'm praying for an angel that can absorb the slug I'm waiting for the blessings, just show me some love If ye be willing an obedient Ye should eat the good of the lamb But if ye refuse and rebel Ye should be devoured with the sword For the mouth of the lord have spoken it What I did last night, lord, forgive me for that shit But that 9 to five gig won't get that Benz That 9 to five gig won't get that boat That 9 to five gig don't impress these hoes Cuz a real bitch is not impressed by clothes She'll fuck you for free, depending on what you know, what you roll Some back to the root, the dough baby Homeboys know the hoes come before the dough baby I'm ask em all, my passion to ball To fraction ya all, caskets fall, practice the law flashin the fall eat on my necks if yours And small jobs to the clean work for once A dirty nigga wearing a clean shirt, it feels nice Got the Cubans on hold While Tony? wash money Turn the booth into the block Rappers got Glocks for me BANG! The lord is my light and my salvation Whom shall I fear? When my enemies and foes came upon me to eat my flesh, they stumbled, and failed You see God sees it all Now I wonder if God liked if he let this Jews get away with the murder of Christ Have faith for ass nigga, I'm all prayed out Got scarred up knees and I live in a crackhouse Funny how people use their religion to fuck with bitches Boys get molested inside the church by Archbishops Preachers turn into faggots And in the club gettin' lapdances , hands to the last chances I guess the point I'm trynna make is if you're white you're alright All the other colors they try to muscle motherfuckers With that made up shit, that they fuck with As far as I'm concerned [?] can get the duck sick All I need is one mic, one church, one God, one life, light And I ain't preaching for no salary I don't need no salary Selling the word nigga! And lead us not into temptation But deliver us from evil From that is the kingdom, the power and the glory, forever and ever Amen