Lyrical Breakdown of Split You Up - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Split You Up" 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 "Split You Up" 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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Yeah Yeah, uh (this joint right here is called, "Split You Up") Yeah, uh Real niggas can relate, yeah And Ville niggas can relate, man Yeah, yeah, uh (and you know why his name is OnPoint 'cause he on point, pussy) I see you looking at me hard, shawty, what it's gonna be? (Yeah, uh) But you right next to your man, don't let him run up on me (nah) 'Cause I see him tryna grill, better take his ass home 'Fore I lay his ass out then I take your ass home I ain't even gon' front, man, a nigga tryna cut I ain't tryna take his place, I just want to hit you up (nope, up) When that nigga ain't around, I just want to pick you up (uh-huh) Bring you back to the crib, sip a little liquor up (uh-huh) Then I give you a massage, get you wet, get you up (yeah) Then I give you what you want, if it's clean, I lick it up Now you can do me, if it's right, my shit is up Face down on your stomach, take that ass and lift it up Then I do my thang, now, shawty, listen up Yeah, your pussy do bang, got no problem hooking up Just remember why I call ya and why we getting up I ain't tryna be ya man, I ain't tryna split you up 'Cause I do my thang, now, shawty, listen up Yeah, your pussy do bang, got no problem hooking up Just remember why I call ya and why we getting up I ain't tryna be ya man, I ain't tryna split you up Yeah, uh (is this what you want?) I be that nigga on the side when you feel you want to creep (uh-huh) When you in the bed alone while ya man run the street (come here) All you got to do is dial, let the phone ring twice (yeah) Baby girl, I love your style, I won't even think twice (nah) I ain't even gonna front, man, a nigga tryna beat (uh-huh) I ain't tryna wife you up, though you is a dime piece (for sure) I just love the way you ride like a certified freak (uh) How you throw it right back, got a niggas thighs weak So just hit me when you want it, you know how to find me (yeah) Got no times for no games, you know how the grind be But I'm a make the time if you bout' it dial me I'ma make you say my name like a caller ID 'Cause I do my thang, now, shawty, listen up Yeah, your pussy do bang, got no problem hooking up Just remember why I call ya and why we getting up I ain't tryna be ya man, I ain't tryna split you up 'Cause I do my thang, now, shawty, listen up Yeah, your pussy do bang, got no problem hooking up Just remember why I call ya and why we getting up I ain't tryna be ya man, I ain't tryna split you up Give you money to get ya hair did (he can do that) Pay for dinner and a movie (yeah, he can do that) Work you out in the bed (maybe he can do that) But I know you much rather call me to do that And, girl, I'm with it, yeah I'm so with it Baby girl, I'm so with it So let me hit it 'Cause I do my thang, now, shawty, listen up Yeah, your pussy do bang, got no problem hooking up Just remember why I call ya and why we getting up I ain't tryna be ya man, I ain't tryna split you up 'Cause I do my thang, now, shawty, listen up Yeah, your pussy do bang, got no problem hooking up Just remember why I call ya and why we getting up I ain't tryna be ya man, I ain't tryna split you up Shoutout to Mixtapekings.com