Lyrical Breakdown of Party All the Time - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Party All the Time" 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 "Party All the Time" 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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Always wanna go Always tell her "Yes", never tell her "No" Know you think you know everything, but you don't Wanna do the right thing, but you probably won't So you chase the night life blinded by the lights Bottom of a empty glass, where you find life Always left behind, because she think she right Thinking that she grown but always need your advice And always in situation that she needs your help But wouldn't help another, only care her about herself In our VIP asking where the drink at Calling her a groupie, you'd think she'd really think that? She just wanna hear that that ass look right What you doing after this? Fuck tomorrow night Wanna snort some blow? Pop a lotta pills? Fucking when the sun come up, she don't feel She wanna party all the time Party all the time, she wanna party all the time She wanna party all the time Party all the time, she wanna party all the time Skip semester, class is a past Say she going back but she ain't going back Cause time ain't wating for a future on hold At glass tables, on her knees, sniffing coke Tell her get a hold, grip on life Rather fill her cup up liquor with no ice Twice had an abortion; young, dumb misfortune Rate that she going, she might be whorin' Signs she ignoring, but dosen't recognize Blind to what's occuring, what's going in your mind? Seven days a week same shit every morning Calling her a cab from different niggas apartments Wanting her to change but she won't, dog Just another number in her fucking call log Lost in the fog, head in the smoke Laughing at the world 'cause her life is a joke