Lyrical Breakdown of Lonely - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Lonely" 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 "Lonely" 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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Hé bien peut-être l'oiseau L'oiseau qui dormait en chacun de nous S'élèvera Hipster by heart but I can tell you how the streets feel Everybody thirsty and they looking for a refill If the gang eatin, guns barking at your doggie bag Get took out for your take out now you carry out Murder by delivery, married at the paramount I just coughed up a fair amount Of niggas might air it out Judge a book by cover so we never educated It ain't about racists poor and rich segregated Just to get the bacon dawg, you gotta go HAM Use to be lost til I found who I am But it took the hook to eat the palm on my hands Locked tryna get real creative with the spam Locked in a jam cause a nigga serve butter Just to get a little bread had to keep tomato smothered All I really wanted was to overdub my vocals But no one ever thought that I would take it past local High a'top a totem man somebody shoulda' told 'em That if money grow on trees being rich is dime a dozen So I'm smoking by my lonely By my goddamn self I don't need your help homie Cause don't nobody really know me Said nobody really know me See that's going on a limb And I used to sell trees, and I used to rock Timbs Radiohead shit, fiends with The Bends Back when Granny used to tell me "Stay Out of In" Blaming cold air out, tryna know my whereabouts Gone for three days and nobody ever heard about How I got these Jordans, but that ain't too important When I got a bitch pregnant and I'm stacking for abortion And all I really wanted was to give myself a portion Lit up off the Henney got a nigga self absorbing Smoking on a bogie, no bud style, who can I trust now? Lady snitch and got the whole block down Now we gon' eat now, no rebound, when your boxed out Belly of the beast now Now you got me feeling trapped and I can't look back When the roller head is out and the Pabst is made of ash And I'm going through the trash tryna' find a little treasure Living for the better tryna get myself together So I'm smoking by my lonely By my goddamn self I don't need your help homie Cause don't nobody really know me Said nobody really know me