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

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Thank God" 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 "Thank 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 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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Came a long way to make it here Gotta thank God that I made it here Have a good time, the whole town show up Money coming fast, hope it never slow up I came a long way to make it here Gotta thank God that I made it here Respected by every hood, nigga, throw up Stood solid, never let niggas ho us I came a long way to make it here Gotta thank God that I made it here Show your credentials, who you akin to? (that's it) Boy, who you done beat up? What you done been Through? (uh-huh) Hit you on your records, you sounding very high (uh-huh) But what you done did the nigga can verify (uh) No corroboration, ain't no conversation Just a bunch of a cap mixed with a lot of hating Went from hand to hand at the serving station To making a hundred and fifty grand just off day training And man, we know you ain't did the shit you said there Where I come from, you end up a dead man Playing 'round, where a nigga die for staying down The neighborhood we can't build it faster than they tear it Down Black man fire, and homie, I hear sirens White police firing, homie, and they silent Then they expect me not to be violent, it's a lose-lose Tryna unlearn what I been taught since elementary School, damn Have a good time, the whole town show up Money coming fast, hope it never slow up I came a long way to make it here Gotta thank God that I made it here Respected by every hood, nigga, throw up Stood solid, never let niggas ho us I came a long way to make it here Gotta thank God that I made it here Body took a minute but we got it in (21) Lost a couple M's, lost a couple friends (on God) Gotta take some losses if you wanna win Disrespect, it's damn near mandatory that we gotta spin (Brrt) Tryna hibernate, we give his nest the kin (21) Encore, fuck it, hit they block again (On God) I embrace the struggle 'cause I understand Fell in love with hard times, they turned me to a fucking Man (21) Living by the code, I don't talk to police (never) Stand up when I'm pissing, can't no nigga ho me (Pussy) Rapping like I'm preaching, all my bars holy You flexing for the 'Gram, that is not your Rollie (21) Pockets overweight and all my opps bony (facts) Sucker shit or hater shit, I'm not condoning (never) See it in your eyes, all your love phony (21) Stabbed me in my back and then he tried to bro me (21) Have a good time, the whole town show up Money coming fast, hope it never slow up I came a long way to make it here Gotta thank God that I made it here Respected by every hood, nigga, throw up Stood solid, never let niggas ho us I came a long way to make it here Gotta thank God that I made it here Research information (I am) I'm bending knees searching for my life's purpose (Amen) Think you can pray your way up out of misfortune? (no) You're mistaken and most churches is exortion What the Bible say 'bout faith without work? Huh (damn) You can still do everything right and get murked, huh Think to support education they ain't learn (uh-huh) Still hate, got 'em killing and they turnt (go) Seen so many futures and families set on the mantle (Like who?) Like Bankroll Fresh and the king Doe B Dead soul summer, camouflage back in the day Then there was Dolla, Lil Snupe, triple X, and Mac Dre Man, every day a blessing, learned that shit from hustle Don't take that shit for granted, do yourself some Damage In a mansion with expensive granite tryna understand it Have a good time, the whole town show up Money coming fast, hope it never slow up I came a long way to make it here Gotta thank God that I made it here Respected by every hood, nigga, throw up Stood solid, never let niggas ho us I came a long way to make it here Gotta thank God that I made it here I did the prayer 'fore Ciara ever did that prayer I said, "Lord, send me a nigga that don't hit me In the eye on Friday, and got a job, and can read" And I got one I met my husband And he wasn't gon' let me, he wasn't gon' let me fuckin' Sell dope And at the time I was a check forger for the Rest of the league got on the check forgin' game And he was just a Christian nigga, he wanted everything To go right Fucked around and I fell in love with him and got a job at McDonald's Road for four dollars and twenty-seven cents an hour I'm like, "Who the fuck do this shit?" This is whacker than a motherfucker "Is this what Jesus told you niggas to do To work for four dollars and twenty-five Cents an hour and y'all ain't stealin' shit?" So you know me, I started stealin' from McDonald's, Nigga As I ring you up, I rung you out Fuck y'all laughing at?