Lyrical Breakdown of Make Me Feel - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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You make me feel, You make me feel, baby You make me feel like I never ever felt before So what's the deal? Never answer when I'm at your door I got the juice I'm surprised you haven't heard by now So what's the deal? Got the foreign, we can close the top You make me feel like a mothafuckin' boss Top down, now she wanna take it off Haters on me, had to learn to shake 'em off Hit the gas on 'em, leave 'em lost Blow a bag on 'em, what it cost? Two arms up, flex on 'em You do it easy, you don't gotta break a sweat on em You make me feel, you make me feel like a boss You make me feel like a boss, oh You make me feel, you make me feel like a boss You make me feel like a boss, oh This a mild summer, need new crib, a house hunter I'm a wild gunner, she go long like route runners If your spouse wonder, she come to us or crawl back All over with, I promise you that your trial done up So get back, hit that, gave me whiplash Get cash, flip packs 'til your wrist crack 'Cause I know you know just what we like So anything can happen for the night You make me feel like a mothafuckin' boss Top down, now she wanna take it off Haters on me, had to learn to shake 'em off Hit the gas on 'em, leave 'em lost Blow a bag on 'em, what it cost? Pull our racks on 'em, now they looking lost Two arms up, flex on 'em You do it easy, you don't gotta break a sweat on em You make me feel, you make me feel like a boss You make me feel like a boss, oh You make me feel, you make me feel like a boss You make me feel like a boss, oh Gucci shades, you don't let 'em see your eyes You tired of niggas, they keep tellin' you these lies Red bottoms in the European size Bought you a watch for your birthday surprise Don't mind your friends, all they do is criticize Dick up in her stomach, now she got butterflies Matte black Lamb and the doors suicide Might get down on one knee, hold up, bitch... I lied You make me feel like a mothafuckin' boss Top down, now she wanna take it off Haters on me, had to learn to shake 'em off Hit the gas on 'em, leave 'em lost Blow a bag on 'em, what it cost? Pull our racks out, now they looking lost Two arms up, flex on 'em You do it easy, you don't gotta break a sweat on em You make me feel, you make me feel like a boss You make me feel like a boss, oh You make me feel, you make me feel like a boss You make me feel like a boss, oh