Lyrical Breakdown of All Eyes on Me (feat. Keri Hilson) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "All Eyes on Me (feat. Keri Hilson)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Clipse weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "All Eyes on Me (feat. Keri Hilson)" 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 Clipse 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 Clipse's narrative.

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(I know she wants to move it, that girl can't help herself) Life as we know it begins on Friday night (I know she wants to move it, that girl can't help herself) Bright lights, big city (I know she wants to move it, that girl can't help herself) Rubber band stacks blowing in the wind (I know she wants to move it, that girl can't help herself) All for the love of girls shaking they asses, yeah I keeps that dirty money, I'm talkin' fast cash I'm talkin' razor shaving I'm talkin' duffel bags I'm talkin' you can count it, papi, it's all there I'm talkin' hooking up that Slum Dog Millionaire I like the fast girls, who like them fast cars Who rather sell it to ya, then ask for more tomorrow I know those Y-S-L platforms ain't coming cheap And plus I like to show I gets it from the streets (One, two, three, four) I'm out here dressed like I belong on TV Settle for less? Hell no, that wouldn't be me Hey now, all eyes on me Hey now, I skipped the line for free Bass loud, how it got to be Hey now, all eyes on me I see your name in lights, your face on the big screen Let's cruise drop the top, you deserve to be seen Rockin' them Prada goggles, you're my next top model Your style like Jackie O, now just sit back and let 'em marvel I know you see this paper, I bet you count my cash Countless trips to Saks with her make her tote Birkin bags Nuvo on ice is served, let that quench your thirst Damn right them bitches hate, 'cause they just had it first I'm out here dressed like I belong on TV Settle for less? Hell no, that wouldn't be me Hey now, all eyes on me Hey now, I skipped the line for free Bass loud, how it's got to be Hey now, all eyes on me Jockin' my swag, I'll pop tags you'll be borrowin' No drinks in here, y'all thirsty we be swallowin' Don't matter where I go, them haters be followin' me, so hey now I know what girls like Know what you lookin' for Them tights is fittin' right You hike them up some more You pulled that hair back Stick that ass out for them boys to see You damn near broke your heel from posin', tryna catch a G Gucci, Fendi, Louis Your man don't do that, do he? Now, take the stage the floor is yours, come on and make a movie Work that camera mama, rip that runway, baby Now pop your collar, see them dollars is why they hate me I'm out here dressed like I belong on TV Settle for less? Hell no, that wouldn't be me Hey now, all eyes on me Hey now, I skipped the line for free Bass loud, how it's got to be Hey now, all eyes on me She move that, uh She move that, uh Yessir, uh She move that, uh Yessir