Lyrical Breakdown of Priestly Business - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Wiz Khalifa weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Priestly Business" 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 Wiz Khalifa 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 Wiz Khalifa's narrative.

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Answer me, you white lookin- All this hustlin' for all this paper All these women 'round and all these haters Paper planes, erryday, rollin' up, wake and bake All these cars that's in my parking lot, which one's my favorite? Rollin' up another one to smoke one later Laughin' with my dawgs, we can't believe we made it Paper planes, erryday, rollin' up, wake and bake I became the boss because the cost, I paid it Rollin' blaze, nowadays, everyone's the same Drop my top, catch some rays, goin' through a phase Lookin' at the top spot, that's where I wanna stay Fillin' ash trays, diamonds look like lemonade Talk behind my back, but in my face they don't play Hella paid, Celine logos, side of my shades Start off too fast, end up spinnin' outta your lane So much grass goin' in and outta my brain Got a doubie and my ash tray waitin' (every day) Smokin' anywhere, my pad's as good, any place (what you think?) Never get down to my last when I make it (always stoned) To the point, I don't even pass, it's all to the face All this hustlin' for all this paper All these women 'round and all these haters Paper planes, erryday, rollin' up, wake and bake All these cars that's in my parking lot, which one's my favorite? Rollin' up another one to smoke one later Laughin' with my dawgs, we can't believe we made it Paper planes, erryday, rollin' up, wake and bake I became the boss because the cost, I paid it Wanna let back my top and just chill Wanna be with my real ones that's real Wanna stand out, won't ever fit in Wanna make a hundred million bucks and do it again Wanna spend some and save some for my kid Want a bad bitch that I can teach to get rich And we split it Got a lotta dreams and a lotta time, so let's get it Got a doubie and my ash tray waitin' (every day) Smokin' anywhere, my pad's as good, any place (what you think?) Never get down to my last when I make it (always stoned) To the point, I don't even pass, it's all to the face Big house, nice house, I'm out the hood You mad, you in yo' feelings, so what? All this hustlin' for all this paper All these women 'round and all these haters Paper planes, erryday, rollin' up, wake and bake All these cars that's in my parking lot, which one's my favorite? Rollin' up another one to smoke one later Laughin' with my dawgs, we can't believe we made it Paper planes, erryday, rollin' up, wake and bake I became the boss because the cost, I paid it Yeah, get stoned, for real