Lyrical Breakdown of On God - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how The Diplomats weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "On God" 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 The Diplomats employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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Ay Freekey Dip-set Jones, Killa, Ay Bitch Ay M-M-M-Murda Whoa On God, I would die for anybody in the squad Dipset, Dipset, bitch Die for anybody in the squad Dipset, Dipset On God, I would die for anybody in the squad Dipset, Dipset, bitch Die for anybody in the set All my dawgs camouflaged-out looking like it's war Dipset, Dipset, bitch Looking like it's war Dipset On God, I would die for anybody in the squad Dipset, Dipset, bitch Die for anybody in the squad No stress, boy, we blessed We stunt, yeah, we flex But we don't play, this ain't recess This ain't a game, ain't no reset Pistol sound like a boombox You don't want me to press eject Defense, defense, my niggas stay on defense Let a nigga touch mine, bet he die, that's an instant reflex Do it all for the squad Put that on God, no false pretense I'm at the bank, co-signing big deals, only time I get G checked My life's a movie, yeah, action-packed, no green screen special effects Bitch heard 'bout the pipe game AìShe asking me if she could be next Told her: Hell yeah, damn right, But you gotta let the squad beat next Gotta know never trust a hoe 'Cause she just a Devil in a cheap dress Money coming by the load, Get it, spend it, then repeat that On God, I would die for anybody in the squad Dipset, Dipset, bitch Die for anybody in the squad Dipset, Dipset On God, I would die for anybody in the squad Dipset, Dipset, bitch Die for anybody in the set All my dawgs camouflaged-out looking like it's war Dipset, Dipset, bitch Looking like it's war Dipset On God, I would die for anybody in the squad Dipset, Dipset, bitch Die for anybody in the squad (Capo) Same niggas I would die for Over them niggas you might die for (Facts) Always ready to apply war (Work) What'chu think I pack four-fives for? (Get 'em) Main events we got fly for (Drip) Doesn't matter what the ride cost (Skrt) Two doors but it drive four (Skrt, skrt) Too much drip, gotta dry off (Drip) Clap a nigga wit' my Rollie on It's bust down when I bust around (Buck!) Take the shooters on a jet with me It's five choppers when we touch down (Boom!) Turn tough guys into fuck boys Fuck boys get fucked around (Fuck 'em) I'm just sayin' what we ready for Let's keep a piece when I touch your town How ya starrin' in a movie? (Denzel) Ain't nobody gon' be acting (No) Kane gang, what's good? (Soo woo!) Hopping out, what's bracking? (What's bracking?) The young boys on everything Pills, weed, they be on the drink (Damn!) Clap a nigga where a nigga stand Then pour it up and won't even blink (On God) On God, I would die for anybody in the squad Dipset, Dipset, bitch Die for anybody in the squad Dipset, Dipset On God, I would die for anybody in the squad Dipset, Dipset, bitch Die for anybody in the set All my dawgs camouflaged-out looking like it's war Dipset, Dipset, bitch Looking like it's war Dipset On God, I would die for anybody in the squad Dipset, Dipset, bitch Die for anybody in the squad Kill, kill, kill, Killa Kill, kill, kill, uhh Look, I ride around, you could buy the pounds I got in the trunk Listen here, let's get real You fucking with a big deal Girl with some pigtails We in some sick hills, bagging up fishscale Breaking them big bills, six mil', sit still Fuck around and get killed Bullet holes get filled Ice is nice, don't ask the price It's nothin' nice, you might just get chilled God, I would die for anybody in the squad- squad-squad-squad So please believe me, that's all for G.B I was with the Set when I got shot in D.C. (I was!) B-B got shot (Yeah) Ze-Ze-Ze-Zeek got shot (Yeah) It's all for the Set, all for the Set We all off the block (Yeah!) My Ohio niggas (Who else?) Niggas from Opa Locka (Yes!) My Cali crew they stay high off coke and Vodka (Woo woo) Boat-boat-boat-boat is docking (Docking) We load the choppers (Blow!) For you bitch niggas (Fuck boys) And hoes that watch us Kill, kill, kill, yeah On God, I would die for anybody in the squad Dipset, Dipset, bitch Die for anybody in the squad