Lyrical Breakdown of Higher - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Higher" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Big Sean weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Higher" 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 Big Sean 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 Big Sean's narrative.

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Yeah Is this what they want? Yeah This what they want, nigga (You see it) Uh, God Finally Famous Cartel, Comission, whatever G.O.O.D Anything but broke, nigga My, my, my, as the world turns Today if I don't earn, best believe I'm gon' learn If I can't do either or, shit it's none of my concern Watch my enemies burn as I f-fill every urn, ah Reminiscing on the rappers I would look up to The ones who want my feature price and the hookup too The girls I fantasized about tryna hookup too Niggas seven feet, telling me I'm who they look up to Huh, and bitches still telling me to grow up Don't invite 'em to my shows but always still manage to show up Man, I made myself a boss and then I gave me a promotion (Whoa) And I step inside the booth and change the world like I be votin' So when you step inside my office, treat that bitch like it's the Oval El presidente, lord, sensei Do ya job, it could be pay your rent day, getting risqué Crazy nigga, they ain't seen it like this since 'Ye, yeah Well, this the life that I live Collecting everything overdue for all the work that I overdid D-Town but Chi-Town they love me like I'm Oprah, kid Tryna make it to the top so I can let my dogs know it exist 'Cause when you come from the bottom, man, it's so hard to get a glimpse So hard to get a glimpse, so while I'm here I might take a pic And show 'em that it's more to the world than tryna make a living Like changing it then looking back and saying that we did it Okay, como me llamo She say, Ingles, no hablo Man unless it's eat me out, though Benihana, my McDonald, all black leather jackets While I ride in my Diablo Swear I feel like I'm Keanu Wishing Lamborghinis made a five do' 'Cause I got too many real ma'fuckers I ride for, die for, uh Straight out the metropolitan My city need a hero so I treat it like Metropolis And it's a few bad Lois Lanes I can't name Even though I'm me, Lord knows that I can't save But I'm still the same me, same clique, the same hood, the same bitch I came up, my bank up, but I stack that like I ain't rich Back when we was on college tours with Wale, man, we ain't make shit From Greensboro to SoCal, man all the way back to Cambridge And Michigan State, close to my Michigan estate Man we was tryna get away, man, we was tryna get ordained And damn (And damn), tomorrow never seemed so close And life ain't what it seem no mo' (No mo') 'Til I was standing next to Puff and Hov, off the French coast A million dollars never seemed so broke And every bitch I'm fucking praying they the one I settle with And niggas suin' me and they just banking on the settlement Never settlin', life is too fast just to settle in So many rocks up in my bezel, police thought embezzlemet Like damn Shit (Boy) Can't a young nigga live, man? We done worked too hard Yup (G.O.O.D.) Finally Famous, nigga Lil' hoes We ain't goin' broke, nigga