Lyrical Breakdown of Respect This Hustle - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Respect This Hustle" 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 "Respect This Hustle" 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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R E S P E C T M Y H U S T L E You'll respect this hustle, respect this hustle Won't accept nothin' else so respect this hustle I ain't in it for the fame, I ain't in it for the glory I'm down to die for it, absolutely mandatory Respect this hustle, respect this hustle Won't accept nothin' else so respect this hustle This nigga bitch meant I'm gettin' paid six ways My shits laid, shits sprayed, lemonade with blades Keep your mouth closed, you don't want to get sprayed Shoot you down your body, let you sun bathe six days Kamikaze, Renegade, now we never get afraid Kept the trap hot enough to fry egg in the shade I ball till the day, I'm lying dead in the grave I left the Fed behind the wall 'cause I ain't get away Chopper 'round the corner in a bush with a brick of yay A bust can happen any day, we out here trapping anyway Gettin' money's an addiction, damn, what a nigga say? I got a real bad condition if I ain't gettin' paid Hand over fist, what I'm missing, got to get busy I know you see this car I'm driving See the house that I live in and figure this is enough But, nigga, I want way more, really this is play doe You set your sights way low I had enough of the game, I don't know whether to stay or go Indifferent group of lames and suckers here, which way I go? Well, nigga, now you're a king, why you always got to say it for? 'Cause they said I couldn't say it before And I remember all it did was fuck my temper up more, Doug and J know I say I wear the crown not a halo, sorry Niggas think they seeing me but they're so sorry They're fast but they ain't no Ferrari, no R E S P E C T M Y H U S T L E You'll respect this hustle, respect this hustle Won't accept nothin' else so respect this hustle I ain't in it for the fame, I ain't in it for the glory I'm down to die for it, absolutely mandatory Respect this hustle, respect this hustle Won't accept nothin' else so respect this hustle You think you been pulling gats, fussing, cussing enough Right here bragging 'bout these niggas, you been busting enough Man, look around, ain't nobody suffering but us You could beat a hundred cases, catch one and you're fucked I get probation, is you crazy? Pull a gun in the club See how many folks and polices put you down in the club If we got to come with a slug why we come to the club? How much more of this shit you think we can put under the rug Look we already told them, I told you so But all these niggas speaking out whoever spoke before Don't take it personal, people want to be close to folk What you think the televisions and the posters for? I'm claustrophobic though, well, then you need to see a doctor for it I ain't joking, you close T.I.P., you 'bout to blow it You forget about them nights in the cells? Did you honestly? We were having talk with God and you promised us He made a way for you to be large and you done it Out the gate Urban Legend went on to do numbers Sold a mil, made ATL king first week Five hundred with the Grammy but not the one that I wanted What about them eight figure deals and that other new money But ask yourself something, where the gun you got from me? Keep it real Think about some one other than yourself some time Did you keep your problem part low? Hey, just keep it real R E S P E C T M Y H U S T L E You'll respect this hustle, respect this hustle Won't accept nothin' else so respect this hustle I ain't in it for the fame, I ain't in it for the glory I'm down to die for it, absolutely mandatory Respect this hustle, respect this hustle Won't accept nothin' else so respect this hustle