Lyrical Breakdown of Marathon - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Marathon" 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 "Marathon" 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'm really just discussing this between me and you Nobody else, it's just me and you (Maybach Music) Richer than I've ever been, thought it'd make a lot of sense Assume I was an honor student how I deal with politics Fired all the managers, thought it'd make a lot of sense Things that I can manifest, now I'm makin' all the chips Niggas got you checkin' in 'cause they feel you counterfeit Murder one and aggravated, still can send all kind of hits Purchase homes in several states, realtors give me compliments (ha) Really, we just opposites, do without the opulence Really, it's just common sense Nigga, I'm more than rich, I'm more than rich Lil' homie, I am more than rich AMG, that's upper scale, send them fools a hundred shells Bel Air worth 800 mil', nigga, I got fruit for sale I accept all challenges, that go for all amateurs Put you on a T-shirt, boy, better yet, a bannister How you wanna handle this? Mother have them candles lit Chairman of the 305, rarely do you feed your guys Watch you as you rub your hands, I can see it in your eyes Jealousy, that's in your soul, tell me what you sacrificed (Tell me what you sacrificed) (Tell me what you sacrificed, tell me what you sacrificed) Envy won't be tolerated, so let's cut this conversation And true love what I got for mine, otherwise it's complicated Fake shit, just a fantasy, things you may have contemplated Judas was a politician, made up like a Ronald Reagan This is just a war on drugs, tell me how you feel about it Black lives really matter now, tell Emmett Till about it George Floyd was face down as you niggas stood around it Did your little FaceTimes, left the neighborhood astounded Reason why I sold dope, I just want a way around it BMs and my gold ropes, let you know I made allowance Sacrifice your appetite, time to climb a major mountain Marathon, it still continues, and I put my label on it First I had to teach myself, then I started teachin' wealth No longer am I seekin' shelter No longer am I seekin' shelter As a man, no longer am I seekin' shelter, ah