Lyrical Breakdown of Higher - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Higher" 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 "Higher" 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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Come here, I'm 'bout to take you higher
We about to set this bitch on fire
Pour a lil' gas, spark up your lighter
You might not be the one but you the one I desire
Come here, I'm 'bout to take you higher
We about to set this bitch on fire
Pour a lil' gas, spark up your lighter
You might not be the one
Hey uh, what up girl tell me how you feelin'?
You look sweet enough to make a nigga need a fillin'
If you got a man, do that nigga need a fill in'
She said, looks kill and I'm tryna make a killin'
God willin' I be chillin' on a boat nigga
Love is a gamble, I ain't dealin' with no broke nigga
Down in Miami with a super whole team
Tryna bag a brother with a Super Bowl ring
Oh she, down in Dallas at the all-star game spittin' all-star game
Tryna get a nigga with a all-star name
Somethin' like James, somethin' like Wade
If you something like K you can fuck tonight
Yeah, she sayin', "Fuck some nice J's, what about your life savings?"
Won't spend her life slavin'
So she graduated rich nigga wife train
And if you got money, man the head is amazin'
Come here, I'm 'bout to take you higher
We about to set this bitch on fire
Pour a lil' gas, spark up your lighter
You might not be the one but you the one I desire
Come here, I'm 'bout to take you higher
We about to set this bitch on fire
Pour a lil' gas, spark up your lighter
You might not be the one but you the one I desire
What up girl, tell me how you been?
Ain't seen ya since the 12th grade, even back then
Thought you was a cutie though your booty mad thin
But you done got thick on a nigga, goddamn
Hey now, I got a thang for you
It's been a long time comin' I should hang with you
'Cause see way back I thought to fuck with you was impossible
Count you're baby daddy's, now two ain't impossible, uh
You still got it though, yea you still got it though
Girl your body lookin' like a fuckin' pot of gold
You got your mean lil' walk with the model pose
You got your hair did, you got designer clothes
You still got it though, yeah, you still got it though
You got cha nails did, damn girl you're on a roll
Do you give brains? Did you make the honor roll?
Don't worry 'bout your man, baby, he ain't gotta know
Come here, I'm 'bout to take you higher
We about to set this bitch on fire
Pour a lil' gas, spark up your lighter
You might not be the one but you the one I desire
Come here, I'm 'bout to take you higher
We about to set this bitch on fire
Pour a lil' gas, spark up your lighter
You might not be the one but you the one I desire
I get so bored so fast that they won't last
But girl you're special like I met you in a slow class
'Cause yo' ass got me feinin' for you so far
My life is like a movie would you be my co-star, like Halle Berry
You're old nigga act like a bitch like Tyler Perry
You caught him down in Memphis cheatin' like Calipari
I see you like to stay up on your ESPN
If you're mind is on sex, you must got ESP then
Had a crush on way back, I wasn't VIP then
But I was plottin' on you
I really wished that I had got to know you
Before we grew up and I blew up with these Benjamines
That way I know for sure, you're love is really genuine
Is you my homie? Well show me what kind of friend you is
What if it's phony and only 'cause I could give you ends
Too late for turnin' back fuck it we continuin'
Get your ass in that position I love to bend you in
Come here, I'm 'bout to take you higher
We about to set this bitch on fire
Pour a lil' gas, spark up your lighter
You might not be the one but you the one I desire
Come here, I'm 'bout to take you higher
We about to set this bitch on fire
Pour a lil' gas, spark up your lighter
You might not be the one but you the one I desire