Lyrical Breakdown of Gods - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Tech N9ne weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Gods" 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 Tech N9ne 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 Tech N9ne's narrative.

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God Status... Musical... Omnipotent It's time to go brothers, 11 years and we finally here Beyond the stars, the trinity Gods status lets go! Who do you believe in? Is it he, is it me? W-E- them G-O-D's (Do you believe, believe, believe) Do you believe? Do you believe? Who do you believe in? Is it he, is it me? W-E- them G-O-D's (Do you believe, believe, believe) Do you believe? Do you believe? Who do you believe in? Gods! Me and Tech an them started on a quest for M-O-N-E-Y, we touch'in so many, why? Cause we spiritual Feel'n every syllable we spit out We angels, that's the way we tell'n demons to get out, so bled out Baddest nigga represent'n the Midow Feel'n like the world cannot live wit'out, Ta-dow! Now we immortal! Someone open up the portal! Rap is ever lethal when me and Nina was caught on! We God status, got through a task at us Told us he make us angels but our missions to kill the baddest So we gotta blast the bastards with our rap and apparatus's Never let off the ravage on 'em like rabbits on radishes Who like the Grateful Dead, our fans are the new dead heads We keep'n every word we say'n like it's a pledge And when you hear them gods and love how it sounded When ya see the king kneel to the ground, make a fist and pound it Who do you believe in? Is it he, is it me? W-E- them G-O-D's (Do you believe, believe, believe) Do you believe? Do you believe? Who do you believe in? Is it he, is it me? W-E- them G-O-D's (Do you believe, believe, believe) Do you believe? Do you believe? Who do you believe in? Gods! I told you I'm forever didn't I? Highly exalted then christen (your souls) those grounded I inspire to lift 'Em up, the holy ghost and the frequency of your audio speakers There set on all that can reach us, by now were adios Witness the blessin's beliefs and hopefulness I bestow 'em upon a fan or Foe Man or those oppose'n the Chanet growth I plant it so everyone on the planet can evoke the entity sent to be this Music industries manifold I manifested this bitch, suggested that I rose up from under the sheets of God's baby cradle sent down to pose a threat to messanic rappers protest Agonist moral lackage, invested in this infested depiction of worldwide Gibberish Sss soft no more here it is, a little experiment with Jesus blood and water When the spirit mix, drink it, it's so refresh'n just like the air of my Message, The breeze carries and once you inhale it then I will ask you Who do you believe in? Is it he, is it me? W-E- them G-O-D's (Do you believe, believe, believe) Do you believe? Do you believe? Who do you believe in? Is it he, is it me? W-E- them G-O-D's (Do you believe, believe, believe) Do you believe? Do you believe? Who do you believe in? Gods! Exalted... Bosses, get off his office with crosses, that's what he fought With in darkness's losses, no caustic losses cause the brains embossed with The word auspiciousness, Feed my fam flows fluidly, they would never leave My land no truancy, cause I am the reason they stand for unity, Unlike me with whackness you give yo fans no immunity, I am the air they share, I am the heir to the throne where no compare in my Own zone this lair is home grown, it's rare but it's on strong, Beware, long gone if you dare got the wrong tone, Now, we are beyond those who got fame, gave my heart and many souls were Obtained, so my lane will definitely not change cause G.O.D.S. means the Great Omnipotent Doc Strange Who do you believe in? is it he, is it me? W-E- them G-O-D's (Do you believe, believe, believe) Do you believe? Do you believe? Who do you believe in? is it he, is it me? W-E- them G-O-D's (Do you believe, believe, believe) Do you believe? Do you believe? Who do you believe in? Gods!