Lyrical Breakdown of Don't Get Captured - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Don't Get Captured" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

Lyric Overview: Witness how Run The Jewels weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Don't Get Captured" 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 Run The Jewels employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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Hello from a Little Shop of Horrors

Ski mask like a Phantom of the Opera

Go cold like the land of Chicago

Child soldiers sprayin' the chopper

But you don't give a fuck, that's them though

'Til a peasant put a pistol in your window

You ain't really need that chain

You ain't really need that ring

You ain't really need them thangs

Snow in the buff showed up

With the slums in the city blown up

Now the white folks showed up

Everything bought sold up

Niggas assed out, niggas po'd up

Politicians so corrupt, sold our black ass out

Really ain't color, my brother

Here in cabbage town they put they white-ass out

Truth been told, I'm out

He in here, me in here, we in here

Don't get captured

No cryin' here, just do your dirt and disappear

Don't get captured

Then lay it low, take it slow and reappear

Don't get captured

Return to us victorious, smoke pounds of kush

Don't get captured

Good day from the house of the haunted

Get a job, get a house, get a coffin

Don't stray from the path, remain where you at

That maximizes our profit

Is that blunt? Oh well, hell, so's this boot

We live to hear you say "please don't shoot"

A pure delight, c'mon, make my night

When I file reports what's right's what I write

Snuff films air all night 'till your last sane thought take flight

What a great sight, what a job, what a good life

The more we act wrong the more we are right

And who exactly gon' stop what we got?

We don't argue, we are not calm and impartial

Some call it work, but it's more like an art

We just paint the walls with your heart

And we better not catch you

He in here, me in here, we in here

Don't get captured

No cryin' here, just do your dirt and disappear

Don't get captured

Then lay it low, take it slow and reappear

Don't get captured

Return to us victorious, smoke pounds of kush

Don't get captured