Lyrical Breakdown of I Swear - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how T.I. weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "I Swear" 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 T.I. 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 T.I.'s narrative.

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Uh, yeah Artificial official drug dealer Made a million thug , Wanna be a killer Court room seat filler And I over see Villa water front Won't blink Think of Martin Luther King, we shall overcome G3, layin' every bad bitch you wanna cuff Get the run for they money Havi'g fun for the money UGK Alumni Yeah that's how I run my shit Sittin' in the Bentley make her sell a Hyundai Take extraordinary measures to some temporary pleasures And my view from the pool say the world could be better To the naked eye bunch of naked thighs, naked asses They fake and they don't matter, pretty titties out dancin' And I leave The advance of the young black man But my flesh ain't as strong and my mind is man Wanna make it great again when the time is man 400 years later motherfuckers still playin' Like the cotton fields, some wounds time never heals Tossin' culture and religion to the side, gave us hits Askin' God with the perfect pair of ties at the service Every sermon all I hear is what I owe and what he earn Seems that the world turnin' like the whole world burnin' Leavin' hell here and this shit just gettin' worse every year Hell ya, say money, hoes, cars, clothes What my life was all about but that's before I thought about it What the world would be like when my daughter 25 Would I prevent or contribute to my grandson dyin' Like my nigga Thugga daughter I was motherfuckin' tired Dead asleep when the meal came, I ain't never had shit But the dream that the team live above average Multi million dollar mansion, million plus advances He knowin' the advancement and takin' our chances And knowin' they'd rather see me in prison than at Stanford I swear Yeah, yeah Know they'd rather see me in prison than at Stanford I swear, yeah-yeah Woah-uh-huh I was motherfuckin' tired and I swear I was motherfuckin' tired and I swear Yeah She asked me (?) Been a long ride (?) Everybody couldn't do this shit And look at me I still look good as a girl, God damn Hahahaha All I need is a good (?) I'll be alright You know? You wish you had my mother fucking 6 pack though So you know I'm saying (?) Hahahaha Get it how you live nigga Get do or die partna Love and loyalty What we put together no body could bring it above me You know what I mean Hustle Gang over everything, Yeah P$C (Pimp Squad Clique) (?) Straight up trap shit, you dig Mmmh Mmmh Now I swear