Lyrical Breakdown of Godspeed - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Godspeed" 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 "Godspeed" 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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Kingdom! From this day on I will never - force - anything good Down anybody's throat Now before I start spazzin' I'ma speak in a language That the majority Will understand Niggas see me shinin' They know Tech Nina the best at the rhymin' Yeah, but they ain't buyin' Strange Music flyin' We steady climbin' I'm still a wanted man I get a hunnid band Still I do Summer Jam Woah! Tecca N9ne milla' Kansas City Killa' Turn up! Bubblin' up with it because a nigga be gassin' Enemy know that I'm ready for action No matter the money we gotta go dummy, I'm wit' it so nigga whats happenin' I feel like comin' and do it with passion Whenever I'm in the booth I'm real as ramen and juicy juice And the vomit induced when the onyx been poop Regroup and spin this shit Learnin' this level of linguistics Lot of you who lose it love lickin' limp bizkits And I am done Tryna shine a star of Donnie to the people like "fuck this nigga" Soundin' [will as Farrakhan he?] Never can raise the bar upon me I am on par with omni Kill every thing in sight before the light say Habari Gani Longevity, haters don't wan' credit me When I'm steadily reachin' people like mom said it'd be They yawn heavily, like they be gone medically When I'm bussin' on this bitch industry like Ron Jeremy This song's therapy, strong genetically, bomb palms red if he's blond Here to denouncin' The Don's pedigree I'm a 'gnac linguist Wit' a black penis I can act meanest 'Cause I'm a rap genius Keepin' 'em crack fiendish Praise K.O.D. please For blowin' up himself like his last name was [Yaziz?] No kryptonite, I'ma be Superman, makin' Zod leave Thinkin' you're gonna do better, you're puffin' the odd trees (Godspeed) Everybody know us We ain't gotta say it They know can't nobody hold us Maybe 'cause the flow screams Inner city killa Ain't no coming from the shoulder Strikin' like a cobra (Kansas City!) Lightin' up the dough We gonna blow just like I told ya' Steady getting mo' green Killa! City! Soldier! Turn up! Low IQ listeners they bashin' Lightweight keeping me flashin' I don't think they ready for the murder for the slashin' From MMM chopping em up in pieces in a wicked fashion Not a nigga left, why you triggered then From the hottest spitta, fought a bigger Tech How ya figured that How ya gonna test a hobbler Shoulda' stayed behind the candelabra The God does damage to who's talking fucking bologna (bologna) About who the best, from my crew the threat From here to Budapest, this how you shoot the tech I'ma forever be ripping you never be up and ahead of me 'Cause I'ma shooter, do ya through your neck Shake it till it open make a milli' man I did it and I blew the check For Pete's sake This music is gleamin', but because all of the streamin' will never reach cake Good thing we didn't get our piece late, we straight Seven this beats great, shoulda' probably did it with Keith Ape This is for the villains Kansas City livers stackin' paper to the ceilin' And fuck how they feelin' If they hate the way we movin' 'cause we really make a killin' Make your broad leave 'Cause she diggin' me and my niggas we get it open like five keys Knock it out like the Ali's, but to you she was a raw tease Not another soul will rock it whenever the K.O.D. breathes (Godspeed) Everybody know us We ain't gotta say it They know can't nobody hold us Maybe 'cause the flow screams Inner city killa Ain't no coming from the shoulder Strikin' like a cobra (Kansas City!) Lightin' up the dough We gonna blow just like I told ya' Steady getting mo' green Killa! City! Soldier! Ooh, Godspeed If you think you're brave enough then come and try me! I kill everything in sight People hate that the number one is related To the greatest Independent favorite That made it, hella rippin' up stages And gave it everything in pages And gainin' real amazing wages Double eight did with Travis Integrated now as the latest hits Fuckin' right nigga! We came up from the gutter To lots of butter, I put that on Uncle Ike nigga! Thanks to Carlton and Maudie, N9ne was born! Now everybody on the globe gonna have their eye on The Storm!