Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Eclipse" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how undefined weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Eclipse" 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 undefined 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 undefined's narrative.
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Take no prisoners
Let's make more chips and whip the brakes off niggas shit
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Say goodbye to my openness, total eclipse
And my shine that I'm gonna miss, hold this shit in
Open my lens, my eyes shut, my soul is a missile
The sign send me closer to ends
My mind-state sober, damn
Over the pit, poking the flames
Hoping I don't total my shit, that's me though
Play the game no cheat code
Had to dish 'em a free throw
Ya mouth running when you depose
Facts is running on the peak
Throwing stumble clinary trees, bro
The heard hungry gotta eat
Why its so muddy in the creek port
Threes fours coming by the fleet
Keep low, peace, preach it
Ain't so sunny by the motherfucking beach
The say so, gonna phone the number on the screen
Keep low, can't nobody see me sleep
I make more money on my motherfucking feet
Yeah, uh
Take no prisoners
Let's make more chips and whip the brakes off niggas shit
Take no prisoners
Let's make more chips and whip the brakes off niggas shit
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Say goodbye to my openness, total eclipse
And my shine that I'm gonna miss, hold this shit in
Open my lens, my eyes shut, my soul is a missle
The sign send me closer to ends