Lyrical Breakdown of HATE THE REAL ME - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Future weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "HATE THE REAL ME" 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 Future 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 Future's narrative.

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Zaytoven Feel me The music special It's a part of us I know I'm a product of the streets I remember days you would laugh with me See a frown on your pretty faces Yeah I'm tryna' get high as I can I'm tryna' get high as I can I'm tryna' get high as I can I'm tryna' get high as I can I'm tryna' get high as I can I'm tryna' get high as I can, can, can Open up a seal, don't film me Showing out in public show the real me Pouring up in public, damn, I hate the real me My mama stressing out, she say these drugs got me And I ain't been the same since that nigga shot me Holding on that K, I hope you feel me Loading up the cartridge right now, I hate the real me Voices in my head, you the enemy I got a portrait in my head, I built a dynasty I gotta focus on this bread, you tryna' marry me Couple exotic ones in the bed, tryna' share me Few exotics going out they way, tryna' smash me She told her mama she tried to smash me She told her friends she tried to smash me She told her ex she tryna' smash me She told the world she tryna' smash I'm in the last lane, fast speed I do helluva ways, baby, go to South Beach I do helluva ways, baby, let your mouth speak I do helluva ways, baby, let your body talk I'm tryna' get high as I can I'm tryna' get high as I can I'm tryna' get high as I can I'm tryna' get high as I can I'm tryna' get high as I can I'm tryna' get high as I can, can, can Lemme' tell the world how much I care for you I paint a picture, gave a style to you I took a chance when you had miles on you I should've fucked and blowed some loud on you I'm in the cut, I got a crowd on me Infatutation turn to love on me A sober mind wasn't good for me 'Cause I love you way more than this music That's when shit was brought up and you know I had to lose it Damn, I almost lost it Said it was cheaper not to keep her and it's killing me 'Cause damn, I hate the real me Damn, I hate the real me 'Cause damn, I hate the real me Yeah, yeah Zaytiggy I'm tryna' get high as I can I'm tryna' get high as I can I'm tryna' get high as I can I'm tryna' get high as I can I'm tryna' get high as I can Damn, I hate the real me Damn, I hate the real me Few exotics, they tryna' share Tryna' find a true love You can't compare me I'm tryna' get high as I can I'm tryna' get fly as I can I'm tryna' get fly as I can, can, can