Lyrical Breakdown of 19 Prayer - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "19 Prayer" 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 "19 Prayer" 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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"Psalm 27, Lord is my light and my salvation" Whom I shall fear? 'Cuz I have sinned The Lord is the strength of my life Whom shall I be afraid? And before I wrap up this 'Port Of Miami' There's a lot of my brothers and sisters They stumble and fell That wasn't here to watch this come to parents Since I came, I'ma say a prayer This was 12 years in the makin', no side deals wit Satan I'm dealin' wit the Maker, straight up A lot of homies ask what's a prayer? A prayer is what kept me focused 12 years A prayer is what saved me, I should have been indited Now my kids know Jay-Z A prayer is what kept me here when them bullets cut the air I fell and I just said a prayer A prayer is like medicine It will heal wounds, ask Bush Veterans Big holes in a n*** side Snub nose, 45, homeboy, just close your eyes Put your hands together, bow your head 1, keep me alive, 2, keep me out the Feds 3, gotta bless the kids, 4, 1 for the fam' 5, for the dividends, dear Lord, here I am So I repent my sins, forgive me 1, the grapes on the plate, 2, the tags on their feet 3, the nights Mama cried, 4, I'm thuggin' wit the fam' 5, for the dividends, dear Lord, here I am I swear to God, I've done some things in the past If I could, please Lord, I'll help you bring 'em back I feel pain, man 'cuz I can't speak on it That's why I get so many songs, I can't sleep homie Tattoos for forgiveness I might not get but forgive me I'm here and I'm fightin' like a mother mother Triple C excited like a mother mother Say a prayer, put the *** in the air Thank God once again for makin' me a millionaire I thank God for makin' me a millionaire Put your hands together, bow your head 1, keep me alive, 2, keep me out the Feds 3, gotta bless the kids, 4, 1 for the fam' 5, for the dividends, dear Lord, here I am So I repent my sins, forgive me 1, the grapes on the plate, 2, the tags on their feet 3, the nights Mama cried, 4, I'm thuggin' wit the fam' 5, for the dividends, dear Lord, here I am I used to get stacks off the *** zone Now I'm back to back covers for the ozone [Incomprehensible] the magazine, Billboard goin' strong Rollin' in a Phantom wit mother mother Rolling Stones You stuck wit me through thick and thin Sittin' back, got your mama sittin' in a Benz Make you damn near wanna cry Low '95, stack money like homicide Bloodshed after midnight It's just me and this *** tryin' to get right It's bloodshed after midnight It's just Ross and his kush tryin' to get right Put your hands together, bow your head 1, keep me alive, 2, keep me out the Feds 3, gotta bless the kids, 4, 1 for the fam' 5, for the dividends, dear Lord, here I am So I repent my sins, forgive me 1, the grapes on the plate, 2, the tags on their feet 3, the nights Mama cried, 4, I'm thuggin' wit the fam' 5, for the dividends, dear Lord, here I am Ross