Discover the poetic beauty in ‘God Gave Me Style’ by 50 Cent. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of 50 Cent or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
God gave me style, God gave me grace
God give me style, God give me grace
God put a smile on my face
Ha-ha, God put this smile on my face
God make me shine like the sun
God make me shine like the sun
Sometimes I feel like I’m the one
Sometimes I feel like I’m the one
It ain’t my fault, I just reach for style
I’m hot, I breaks it down
It ain’t my fault, you can’t break it down
The way I break it down
Listen you can call me what you want, black and ugly
But you can’t convince me the Lord don’t love me
When my CD’s drop, they sell the best
You call it luck, why can’t it just be I’m blessed
I’m a track star runnin’ through life chasin’ my dreams
Best deal I made was tradin’ the mic for that triple beam
I zone off thinkin’ is there really heaven or hell
If so what happens to a changed man that dies in a cell?
I need more answers to these questions, ’cause time will tell
Got a date with destiny, she’s more than a girl
Don’t much good come from me, but my music
It’s a gift given from God, so I’ma use it yeah
God gave me style, God gave me grace
God give me style, God give me grace
God put a smile on my face
Ha-ha, God put this smile on my face
God make me shine like the sun
God make me shine like the sun
Sometimes I feel like I’m the one
Sometimes I feel like I’m the one
It ain’t my fault, I just reach for style
I’m hot, I breaks it down
It ain’t my fault, you can’t break it down
The way I break it down
Some days I’m in the crowd, all by myself
Bunch of niggas around, I’m still by myself
I drift off on a cloud, by myself
Thinkin’ ’bout nothin’ more, than life, what else?
These days it’s hard to tell who really cares for me
So when you hear this song, you should say a prayer for me
I put a message in my music, hope it brightens your day
If times are hard when you hear it, know you’ll be okay
A O.G. told me God’s favorites have a hard time
You’re out the hood, that’s good, now stay on the grind
I’m a sponge, knowledge, and wisdom I absorb fast
I’m in a class by myself, you do the math
God gave me style, God gave me grace
God give me style, God give me grace
God put a smile on my face
Ha-ha, God put this smile on my face
God make me shine like the sun
God make me shine like the sun
Sometimes I feel like I’m the one
Sometimes I feel like I’m the one
(It ain’t my fault) Yeah
Shoutout to Reverand Floyd Flake
(It ain’t my fault) Creflo Dollar, TD Jakes
Bishop Eddie L. Long. Easy-L shorty. Ha ha
Wooo! Feels good
Oh yeah, can’t forget Bishop Morton
‘Cause my mama’ll kill me, ha ha