Lyrical Breakdown of Pharsyde (feat. Joe Fox) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Pharsyde (feat. Joe Fox)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how A$AP Rocky feat. Joe Fox weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Pharsyde (feat. Joe Fox)" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
• Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that A$AP Rocky feat. Joe Fox 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 feat. Joe Fox's narrative.

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Love on the low, love everywhere I go And I can't face it all I need is right where I belong Love on the low, love everywhere I go And I can't face it all I need is right where I belong My ears are ringing, my palms are shaking, my heart is racing Somebody's mama's heart is aching, can't take it, partly fainted Found these body parts in awkward places, like apartments, basements Garbage vacant, lots, garages, spaces, Harlem's far too spacious Sometimes I wish I could get away and charter spaceships To get away from my inhuman race with hearts of Satans Took off my Mason Martin's, lay on back like Martha Mason Smoke away my eye and lung 'til later die at 71 I lay down now This someone's [?] in the streets who gotta keep a, peace, peace I lay down now As I lay me down to sleep I pray to God I rest in peace I pray the Lord my soul to keep Gentrification split the nation that I once was raised in I don't recall no friendly neighbors face on my upraising Back in my younger days or razor blades with gangs who bang and never stood a chance Some boys don't dance, but left 'em Harlem shaking On the pavement And my generation fucked, and my society Very trippy pages in my diary It's the irony how LSD inspired me to reach the high in me Used to never give a damn now I don't give a fuck entirely I think my pride died in me, somewhere inside of me, it's gotta be A whole 'nother side of me If you seen the shit that I'd have seen in 26 years of living That's how many fucks I've given Love on the low, love everywhere I go And I can't face it all I need is right where I belong I lay down now This someone's [?] in the streets who gotta keep a, peace, peace I lay down now As I lay me down to sleep I pray to God I rest in peace I pray the Lord my soul to keep Love on the low, love everywhere I go And I can't face it all I need is right where I belong