Lyrical Breakdown of Peanut - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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Ayy Ayy, nephew NSA, ayy Know I'm on the way Family saw you on that stage, left it not amazed Thought you up in AA Now you done and brazed, ayy (Brazed, ayy) Get the fuck back, you moving like they cut your 'caine, ayy Lick the nut sack, flooted in some tear-aways (Ayy) Flushin' through the pain, depression, this is not a phase, ayy Picking out his grave, couldn't help but feel out of place Try and catch some rays Death, it has the sour taste (Sour taste) Bless my pops, we sent him off and not a hour late Still in shock and now my heart out somewhere on the range Outta range, picked the lock and now we elevate We box 'em out, my shit a million miles away Niggas featherweight Like we making food, father's face when I'm not afraid My Uncle Hugh