Lyrical Breakdown of Metaphysics - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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Yo, it's Real Late with Peter Rosenberg (one-two, one-two) Exclusive Ghostface from 2004 (we in the building, baby) We back Yeah, uh-huh, yeah (go) I get right to the gristle, like a pistol, I will twist you It's all about my lyrics, that make Starky so official Keep it real like Imus, ladies Love to count money, sip Goose while I play with your vagina My bitch keep Afrin, she got bad sinus I bet when we bein' fresh, y'all can't find us No protection, no need to remind us Our love is divine, you can find us in the binders Rap niggas is parry singin' like Mariah Carey My iron is scary, g-g-gangsters get weary I wrote "The Watch" to Barry, I'm a zombie when I'm hairy As a little nigga, kept the afro like I lived in Gary My temper may vary, listen, money, don't come near me Smoking is prohibited or catch an eye jammy 'Cause really you ask me, I don't care about a Grammy Dirt smash that shit, don't give a fuck, y'all hear me? Yeah (Magnificent) Yeah I could put my mama face on the pancake box The young kids is in a frenzy like my nigga K-Dot See, I don't need the sun, Ghost stay hot I need them two spaceships real quick, like Rae got And I don't wear flip-flops, fuck if they Louis or Gucci Picture me walkin' in them shits at the movies I'm not about the feminine, yeah, yeah, I question men Your handshake is weak, dog, your body on the estrogen? But anyway, I put work in like a Mexican Naughty and down with OPP like Treach and 'em Starks brought out the robes, customized wallows If Jesus walk with Kanye, I'ma follow Muhammad, Moses, steppin' through Brazil customs We still seal up the coke in the Folgers 12Gs of bricks from them, I'm mad focused Need umpires to watch my base, I want workers Yeah (uh-huh) Let's go (yo) Ayo, I got the jammy loaded in one hand Threw a few shots at two carrots and one jam That's how it go I play the block like Baby Face Nelson Dillinger, Machine Gun Kelly (brr), Billy the Kid Straight off the head like a thousand-dollar wig Rock climbin', snorkel on, takin' a swig Chain on, you seen the movies how we party like Mardi Gras Blacker than Africa, flip bricks like a spatula Calgon, take me away Where I can act stress-free wherever I lay Acid rain is what I spit the way my tongue is designed Uh-huh-huh-uh, rap niggas wanna run behind Woo-hah, I got you all in check Power U, I get shit warm and wet Then I slide across marble like James Brown Then I'ma do the scarecrow and get me some brains now, sorry