Lyrical Breakdown of Don't Get Caught - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Don't Get Caught" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

  • Lyric Overview: Witness how Young Jeezy weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Don't Get Caught" 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 Young Jeezy 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 Young Jeezy's narrative.

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(Verse 1)

Trunk full of yoya, here's the situation

Flash light in my eyes, he want my registration

Should I stay or should I run

Got hard, got soft, got pills, got guns

My driver license is revoked

Just got done burning, so I know he smell the smoke

But never let 'em see you sweat

Cause if he search the trunk, he might find the teck

Or bag full of O'S rapped in duct tape between some dirty ass clothes

But I talked to him the right way

He told me slow it down and have a nice day

(Chorus)

You can do your thing shawty, its ok to flauce

But there still one rule player, don't get caught

For everything you gained and everything you lost

But there still one rule pimpin', don't get caught

For every ho you hit dawg and every ho you tossed

Cause there still one rule player, don't get caught

And you can ride clean shawty, you ain't got to walk

But there still one rule player, don't get caught

(Verse 2)

Some niggaz rob, some niggaz slang

Some niggaz stack, some niggaz bang

But I congratulate, not playa hate

You in the streets pimpin', make your move, get your cake

Fuck what you heard through the grape vine

You out of line nigga, I'ma straight line

And I don't believe in wasting time

Will catch them hoes later, stay on your grind

Got a low tolerance for ignorance

You think it's pleasure, I think its business

The streets didn't raise no fool

When you live by the code nigga there's only one rule

(Chorus)

(Verse 3)

Got the phone call, had a funny feeling

Told him everything was cool, that I was chilling

We used to chill out and smoke blunts

And I aint seen him in awhile, maybe a couple months

He said he wondered why he seemed anxious

First thing on my mind is go and get the stainless

Make his folks pay a ransom bout him

On that bullshit, make a good example out of him

This nigga hot, he on fire

I hope his ass aint wearing no wire

Nah dog you bullshitting

Said his partner set him up, that nigga snitching

(Chorus x2)