Lyrical Breakdown of Cole World - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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I think it's gonna be a hell of a night, mm A hell of a night So we could do whatever you like Hey Hey, it took me all day to find some inspiration It just hit me like a ton of bricks, no renovation Problem with the game now, there ain't no innovation I see my shit all in your shit, we call that imitation And they say that's flattering, but I ain't flattered at all Matter o' fact, y'all need to practice that more See my man Nate asked me if I gained weight I said, "Nah, my pockets got fatter, that's all" Money was an issue, but now that that's solved I ball, I ball, like Kobe in the fall Put trophies on my wall, rather trophies on my mantle Dog my shows be off the handle, take the proceeds go to gamble Ha, bet it on black and pray, I quadruple my salary If I win, maybe then I could pay Sallie Mae Told her I be dealin' with some real-life shit She be askin' "When?" Bitch, when I feel like it Cole World (World), Cole Life (Life), Cole Blooded I be on my shit, and look at, all the hoes love it Got a hundred fifty bitches in the club starin' at me How that feel? Very happy Hey, I got what you need right here, right here I got, I got what you need right here, right here I got, I got what you need right here, right here I got, I got what you need right here, right here, hey! Uh, turn up the 808's for me (woo!) Back when I was starvin' no one made a plate for me (woo!) Now I do it big and that's my day-to-day story (woo!) I got the type of shit that make a hater say sorry Bitch, I made this in the crib, watchin' Belly Eatin' peanut butter jelly, what the fuck the niggas tell me They say I'm takin' long, I tell 'em patience is a virtue I'm goin' all out and bitch, I never had a curfew, uh See, when you're spittin' so real Suddenly these phony niggas lose they appeal Got 'em feelin' like my niggas when they lose, they appeal Then it's back to the cell, back to the hell At times, I watch the news and see they talkin' 'bout diplomacy And they ain't got a clue my niggas ain't got they diplomas, see Rappers show me love, I wonder what it could be I think they scared of me, and they should be Cole World, Cole Life, Cole Blooded I be on my shit, and look at, all the hoes love it Got a hundred fifty bitches in the club starin' at me How that feel? Very happy Hey, I got what you need right here, right here I got, I got what you need right here, right here I got, I got what you need right here, right here I got, I got what you need right here, right here, hey! Hm, ok, we're outta here (ok) I think it's safe to say we outta here (we outta here, we outta here, we-we-we) We outta here I think it's safe to say we outta here I think it's gonna be a hell of a night, mm A hell of a night So we could do whatever you like Hey