Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Guinnesses’ by 4-Ize. 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 4-Ize or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
Sheitan never came so ill, he got skill
Met a brother from the drill that gave my spine chills
All thirty three nerves
Controlling my curves
Common sense just swerved every time I got served
Stress, frustration, empty rhetoric
Cold as winter in Connecticut
Compassion lacking deficit
Thought it was love like, sent from above
You not a soul-mate
More ways and actions of a primate
Who by low and census coming faker than extensions
Pissed away all good intentions
Outta here sister was missin’
Intuition
Maybe it was me
I couldn’t see
Holdin onto fantasy
Getting bitten by reality
War wound, purple heart, love veteran
Morphine, pain killers, drugs and medicine
Anything just to forget the hurt, incoming!
Take cover, hit the dirt
On the front-line, there’s casualties in the mind
And the POW’s get left behind
Mentally scarred for life, love is war
And some chicks are just too hard to wife
I shoulda deaded it from Genesis
Instead of hitting these Guinnessez
Now I’m free falling
Cursing at the street bawling
He ceased calling
No appetite for feast darling
So deep all in, I bet he never stop balling women
Forsake God for the scent of a man
Sacrifice a whole life for a slice, overstand?
Maybe it’s a lack of pigment
Loneliness imagine figment
Only got the car tinted to pull extra G’s in it
Damn Jody, comin with the okie doke, pokie poke
Steady rockin boats, got me aimin for ya throats
Sniper scope
Weren’t we supposed to elope?
Propose then ya froze, I don’t think that I can cope
War wound, purple heart, love veteran
Morphine, pain killers, drugs and medicine
Anything just to forget the hurt, incoming!
Take cover, hit the dirt
On the front-line, there’s casualties in the mind
And the POW’s get left behind
Mentally scarred for life, love is war
And some chicks are just too hard to wife
Constant frustration, stemming from a no win situation
Rushing lust and fornication
Adding to the complication
Patience is a virtue
Pain run deep when love desert you
Listenin’ to whisperin’
Choosing chaos over discipline
Simpleton, life should really be a piece of intimance
Relationships strengthening
Flower essence: Penstemon
Gentlemen, my favorite shit, so I’ve never forsaken it
I persevere, make it fit, sculpting and reshaping it
Taking sips off a fifth of it
Passionate, intense
Incense candles lit, scandalous
Emotional bandages, why would he abandon this?
Guess he couldn’t handle it, the boss is magnanimous
War wound, purple heart, love veteran
Morphine, pain killers, drugs and medicine
Anything just to forget the hurt, incoming!
Take cover, hit the dirt
On the front-line, there’s casualties in the mind
And the POW’s get left behind
Mentally scarred for life, love is war
And some chicks are just too hard to wife