Lyrical Breakdown of Hold Up - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Hold Up" 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 "Hold Up" 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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Hold up, they don't love you like I love you Slow down, they don't love you like I love you Back up, they don't love you like I love you Step down, they don't love you like I love you Can't you see there's no other man above you? What a wicked way to treat the girl that loves you Hold up, they don't love you like I love you Oh, down, they don't love you like I love you Something don't feel right Because it ain't right Especially comin' up after midnight I smell your secrets, and I'm not too perfect To ever feel this worthless How did it come down to this? Scrolling through your call list I don't wanna lose my pride, but I'ma fuck me up a bitch Know that I kept it sexy, you know I kept it fun There's something that I'm missing? Maybe my head for one What's worst, lookin' jealous or crazy? Jealous or crazy? Or like being walked all over lately, walked all over lately I'd rather be crazy Hold up, they don't love you like I love you Slow down, they don't love you like I love you Back up, they don't love you like I love you Step down, they don't love you like I love you Can't you see there's no other man above you? What a wicked way to treat the girl that loves you Hold up, they don't love you like I love you Slow down, they don't love you like I love you Let's imagine for a moment That you never made a name for yourself Or master wealth, they had you labeled as a king Never made it out the cage, still out there movin' in them streets Never had the baddest woman in the game up in your sheets Would they be down to ride? No They used to hide from you, lie to you But y'all know we were made for each other So I find you and hold you down Me sing se Hold up, they don't love you like I love you Slow down, they don't love you like I love you Back up, they don't love you like I love you Step down, they don't love you like I love you Can't you see there's no other man above you? What a wicked way to treat the girl that loves you Hold up, they don't love you like I love you Slow down, they don't love you like I love you Hey, this such a shame You let this good love go to waste I always give that top tier, 5 star Backseat lovin' in the car Like make that wood, like make that wood Holly like a boulevard What's worse, lookin' jealous or crazy? Jealous and crazy? Or like been walked all over lately, walked all over lately I'd rather be crazy Hold up, they don't love you like I love you Slow down, they don't love you like I love you Back up, they don't love you like I love you Step down, they don't love you like I love you Can't you see there's no other man above you? What a wicked way to treat the girl that loves you Hold up, they don't love you like I love you Oh, down, they don't love you like I love you I hop up off my bed and get my swag on I look in the mirror, say, what's up? What's up? What's up? What's up? I hop up off my bed and get my swag on I look in the mirror, say, what's up? What's up? What's up? What's up?