Lyrical Breakdown of Handstand - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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Check! I will eat on them pajamas Bite all on it like piranha When it comes to that vagina Baby girl you could be my dinner Just lean back, and get it Won't stop licking til you tell me quit Let me suck on that clit while you follow my head Baby girl I know you're with it, ball with me Fall back on that outfit or something And I love your thighs I can't deny Work it like Twerk team and I think my dick want to be the sound Rolling balls til' my dick hard, didn't say heard like a missed call I don't really look like I'm trying to fuck and I probably won't care about her tomorrow Dammit ho, what you trying to do "pour a deuce lets get chopped and screwed" Fools gold, and you know, and Balmain mark down the shit Smoking on that freeze, nigga Got a nigga, amnesia nigga Comatose and I need a dose Wanna get behind that ass you got Dipping to that Diplo Throw it right when they play tonight Looking right, thinking of dimes and I think I am gon' fuck her tonight She lookin' ready to go, and fosho ain't gon stop With her hands on the floor and her feet on the wall Pop the pussy on a hand stand Ha-ha-ha-hand stand Pop the pussy on a hand stand Ha-ha-ha-hand stand (Shake that ass for a gangsta nigga) Pop the pussy on a hand stand Ha-ha-ha-hand stand Pop the pussy on a hand stand Ha-ha-ha-hand stand (Shake that ass for a hipster nigga) Hands on the floor and her feet on the wall And she pop that pussy like she ain't afraid to fall When her hands on the floor and her feet on the wall And she pop that pussy like she ain't afraid to fall Let me see what you're working with Don't stop girl keep twerkin' it I'm watching you and I'm wondering if you could do that with my dick in it She throw it back like a fire ball Hit it up, order like a house call Want to eat the cat, be from the back, then give that ho a mouthful Hundred dollar pills we rolling, ass in the air she working Don't care when we rolling, don't care when they rolling Hundred dollar pills we rolling, ass in the air she working Don't care when we rolling, don't feel when we rolling Pop the pussy on hand stand, record that on my Handycam That uncut, ludicrous Feel that monkey I go Orangutan You ain't met a nigga like this before Eat it from the back, suck on ya toes The way I put my mouth on it that pussy wet feeling (?) Throw it back to that A-track, one hour to that Baauer Now she got my dick hard, and I want to fuck her in the shower Looking ready to go, oh fo' sho' i ain't go soft Got her hands on floor, and her feet on the wall Pop the pussy on a hand stand Ha-ha-ha-hand stand Pop the pussy on a hand stand Ha-ha-ha-hand stand (Shake that ass for a gangsta nigga) Pop the pussy on a hand stand Ha-ha-ha-hand stand Pop the pussy on a hand stand Ha-ha-ha-hand stand (Shake that ass for a hipster nigga) Hands on the floor and her feet on the wall And she pop that pussy like she ain't afraid to fall When her hands on the floor and her feet on the wall And she pop that pussy like she ain't afraid to fall