Lyrical Breakdown of JUNE 5th / QueenZnGodZ - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "JUNE 5th / QueenZnGodZ" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Wale weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "JUNE 5th / QueenZnGodZ" 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 Wale employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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Yeah, look-look Might as well loop that lil' bitch, [?], know what I'm sayin'? What's today's date? Uh, June 5th June 5th, 2020, interesting day Alright, what's trendin' today? Lady G? Somethin' else, like It's, wow, every day is just worse and worse, right You know, fuck it Alright, lemme do it Look-look Okay, who black, who black, who black, who not? I know you mad, you mad, they mad they not We the sports and the music, do the math, we the culture And I gotta ask of you, what have you bought? Look, this edible done made me astronaut I try to watch to the news but I'm lashin' out My daughter seen the murder on cellular phone And that was not on purpose, was orderin' true Okay, they mad, they mad, they mad, they hot Thinkin' the badge is better than havin' some heart Okay, look now, look now, look how they runnin' They beatin' white people down just to show us what's comin' Or to show us we nothin', or to show us we only ... when singin' or ballin' Nigga, shut up and dribble (Shut up and dribble) Or shut up, perform for them, 'cause they hold all the money I won't hold you, we got the power, they finally noticed Yeah, America is lost, these are the results I check in with God, my passion be gone Wasn't askin' for nothin', just compassion is all Not spectacular fashion, how we addressin' you all I always been hated, I never been sorry And the day I don't say shit, my melanin gone We ain't ever been perfect, but this family ours You're American, tuck your shirt in, you're devilish, uh Okay, who black, who black, who black, who not? I know they mad, they mad, the Devil get hot We the sports and the music, do the math, we the culture And I gotta ask someone, what have you bought? Okay, who black, who black, who black, who not? I know you mad, you mad, they mad they not We the sports and the music, do the math, who the culture? And I gotta ask of you, what have you bought? Yeah, what have you bought? Look, these are the results, word Look, what have you bought? Look, quick start Karen got a problem, and 12 wanna solve it They favorite rapper from Atlanta, they ain't part of the problem But Karen want attention, don't care about the artist So Karen in her feelings, we made Wendy's the new target Ah, rest in peace Rayshard (And to those people that are in positions of power) Fuh I don't give a damn that they burned down Target Because Target should be on the streets, with us Calling for the justice that our people deserve (Talk about it) Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey You're a queen (Queen), I'm a God (God) I don't gotta have you, but still know that you're mine Frozen sheet, cold as ice I don't gotta have you, but you know that you're mine (Mine, mine) I could be your fire, I could be your brother I could be your rival, I could be your lover I could prolly write you poems 'til you got a jones But I endure this and shawty, you ain't be alone I'm a real boss, I accept my losses And the nine full of juice, shout out to David Boston You be out marchin', like you out shoppin' So you be out standin', even if they gave us Marshall If I get depressed, I call her, even if I hide my problems When it get too hard, she know it, she can feel my spirit fallin' And I fear she worry too much, but I'm glad she worry 'bout me Then again, the world is too much, I can see my queen a goddess I can see my queen a goddess, my goddess, my queen I can see my queen a goddess, my goddess a queen Humbly, I need your guidance, shit, I ain't decided 'Cause, see, my queen a, I know what I mean You're a queen (Queen, what, yeah), I'm a God (God) I don't gotta have you, but still know that you're mine Frozen sheet, cold as ice I don't gotta have you, but you know that you're mine (Mine, mine) Yeah, this in dedication to the beautiful black woman I did not say people of color, or person of color, whatever By design, in these tryin' times, I'm just tryna provide a vibe Rest in peace to Chyna, fly high, just slide 'Til next time