Lyrical Breakdown of 6 Inch (feat. The Weeknd) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "6 Inch (feat. The Weeknd)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Beyoncé weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "6 Inch (feat. The Weeknd)" 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 Beyoncé 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 Beyoncé's narrative.

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Six inch heels She walked in the club like nobody's business Goddamn She murdered everybody and I was her witness She's stacking money, money everywhere she goes (you know) Pesos out of Mexico (de uno) Commas and them decimals She don't gotta give it up, she professional She mixing up that Ace with that Hennessy She love the way it tastes, that's her recipe Rushing through her veins like it's ecstasy (oh no) She already made enough but she'll never leave Six inch heels She walked in the club like nobody's business Goddamn She murdered everybody and I was her witness She works for the money She work for the money from the start to the finish And she worth every dollar She worth every dollar and she worth every minute She works for the money She works for the money She works for the money She works for the money She stack her money, money everywhere she goes (She got that Sake) Her Yamazaki straight from Tokyo (Oh baby you know) She got them commas and them decimals She don't gotta give it up cause she professional Six inch heels She walked in the club like nobody's business Goddamn (goddamn) (Baby) She murdered everybody and I was her witness She works for the money (works) She work for the money (works) from the start to the finish And she worth every dollar (worth) She worth every dollar (worth) and she worth every minute Stars in her eyes She fights for the power, keeping time She grinds day and night She grinds from Monday to Friday Works from Friday to Sunday She gon' slang She too smart to crave material things She pushing herself day and night She grinds from Monday to Friday Works from Friday to Sunday, oh Stars in her eyes She fights and she sweats those sleepless nights But she don't mind, she loves the grind She grinds from Monday to Friday Works from Friday to Sunday, yeah, yeah She gon' slang Too smart to crave material things Stacking her paper Stacking her cake up She grinds from Monday to Friday Works from Friday to Sunday Six inch heels She walked in the club like nobody's business Goddamn She murdered everybody and I was her witness She works for the money She work for the money from the start to the finish And she worth every dollar She worth every dollar and she worth every (Minute) Oh, gonna make you feel You always come back to me Come back Come back Come back Come back, come back, come back