Lyrical Breakdown of We Gon Make It - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "We Gon Make It" 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 "We Gon Make It" 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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Breaking news from Baltimore, a city on edge since the death of a suspect while in police custody, his spine nearly severed. Tonight those tensions fueling violent protests now. Dramatic images coming in at this hour. You can see some people there on the streets throwing rocks and bricks at police officers
Lil homies livin' like it's no tomorrow
Caught a charge smokin' large in a stolen car
He called his mom, guess he figured she would post his bond
Times have changed and she really runnin' low on funds
Hung up the phone, in the cell still in his Foams
Reekin' of the weed, that's all his money blown
Now it's time to tell yourself, nigga, "We gon' make it"
And 15 hundred cash, nigga, we gon' make it
A free felon on their ass, nigga, we gon' make it
Homie steppin' on the gas, nigga, we gon' make it
I told myself so many times, nigga, we gon' make it
Cryin' in the dark, nigga, we gon' make it
Countin' cash 6 days, nigga, we gon' make it
Let them haters be the haters, nigga we gon' make it
Put your back against the wall, nigga we gon' make it
And if you black, this for us all, nigga we gon' make it
They say we just a bunch of thugs, don't stand for nothin'
Disgrace to our race, don't belong in public
It was us against the world from the first day
Let us bow our heads, may we all pray
Throwin' bricks at the man, we gon' make it
Genocide not in the plans, we gon' make it
Pray my son understands, we gon' make it
Know God holdin' our hands, we gon' make it
No power in December, nigga we gon' make it
Stove open, I remember, nigga we gon' make it
These the words mama whispered, we gon' make it
Still holdin' on my pistol, nigga we gon' make it
I seen a lot of niggas fall, still standin' tall
And a lot of people talk you've never seen talk
When your man testify, that's a coin toss
Never trust niggas, hit 'em with a moonwalk
Billy Jean, Billy Jean, oh Billy Jean
Say a prayer for my team, we gon' make it
Hold your head to the sky, we gon' make it
All my niggas gettin' high, we gon' make it
They say we just a bunch of thugs, don't stand for nothin'
Disgrace to our race, don't belong in public
It was us against the world from the first day
Let us bow our heads, may we all pray
Throwin' bricks at the man, we gon' make it
Genocide not in the plans, we gon' make it
Pray my son understands, we gon' make it
Know God holdin' our hands, we gon' make it
Demonstrators jumping on police cars, setting some on fire, the city in rubbles, rubber bullet shooting chaos. Looters robbing stores in broad daylight
They sayin' we animals and we actin' like we ready to go 'head
If you don't bring him to justice, if you don't bring him to town square, you're gonna see all these people in your motherfuckin' neighborhood