Lyrical Breakdown of 15 Demons - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "15 Demons" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how A$AP Rocky weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "15 Demons" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
- Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that A$AP Rocky 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 A$AP Rocky's narrative.
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I just, I just live
I live day by day, fighting demons
I smoked away my brain, I think I'm going dumb
Cocaine up on my gums, I think they're going numb
I'm having stomach pains, now I'm throwing up
'Cause I'm a microphone fiend, give me the bass
Give me the beat, and let me lean, tap the vein, let it stream
Feel the pain, young Martin Luther King, with a dream
That one day that my team, we can make it with this rappin'
Now we swaggin', makin' money in Manhattan, trick, what's happenin'?
They try to intellect with indirection just to test you
A rebel 'til my death, it's in my flesh, it's in my vessels
Fuck the clique you with, I'm finna fuck the bitch you next to
Fuck a metrosexual, suck a dick, I'm disrespectful
You know the kid get it, get-get sick
Spit clip, spit quick, split shit, hit kid's women
Oh, that's your girl, huh? Well, I just hit it
It's A$AP nigga, live with it, swag
Demons posted all around me, I can't beat 'em all alone
(Thinkin' 'bout you, thinkin' 'bout you) add it to your thoughts
These evil thoughts, they start to drown me
Lord, don't leave me all alone
(Thinkin' 'bout you, thinkin' 'bout you) add it to your thoughts
Demons posted all around me, I can't beat 'em all alone
(Thinkin' 'bout you, thinkin' 'bout you) add it to your thoughts
These evil thoughts, they start to drown me
Lord, don't leave me all alone
(Thinkin' 'bout you, thinkin' 'bout you) add it to your thoughts
Aw, yeah, aw, yeah (let the beat chill)
Aw, yeah, aw, yeah (let the beat chill)
Aw, yeah, aw, yeah (let the beat chill)
Aw, yeah, aw, yeah (I'm a hipster by heart, but I can tell you how the streets feel)
Demons posted all around me, I can't beat 'em all alone
(Thinkin' 'bout you, thinkin' 'bout you) add it to your thoughts
These evil thoughts, they start to drown me
Lord, don't leave me all alone
(Thinkin' 'bout you, thinkin' 'bout you) add it to your thoughts
Demons posted all around me, I can't beat 'em all alone
(Thinkin' 'bout you, thinkin' 'bout you) add it to your thoughts
These evil thoughts, they start to drown me
Lord, don't leave me all alone
(Thinkin' 'bout you, thinkin' 'bout you) add it to your thoughts