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

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

  • Lyric Overview: Witness how Joey Bada$$ weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "World Domination" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
  • Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that Joey Bada$$ 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 Joey Bada$$'s narrative.

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Say, Brain, what do you wanna do tonight?

The same thing we do every night, Pinky

Try to take over the world!

Who the fuck is this Joey Bada$$ nigga, son?

Ayo, who the fuck passed you the mic

And said that you could flow?

Point 'em out bitch, I wanna know

Who the fuck passed you the mic?

Check!

Puffin' on stramonium, underground like potholes but going fossil

These bars like art in the Smithsonian

These flows is for custodians, homeless men, horny OBGYN dudes

Browsing my laptop looking at red fallopian tube

They like yo Joey, you rude

I'm like If only you knew

I'm only in school for cosmology

That's why I act as lonely as you

You see I'm wise behind my years and my peers

So my voice over the snares is the only way they hear

What I got behind my membrane

But I've been smoking chem strains

So lately I've been having hard times with remembering

But be patient, my studies prove Egyptians ain't shit

'Cause I believe that we could be like Neo in The Matrix

But fuck it, I'm erratic, momma lock me in the attic please

Til I draw enough static in my somatic anatomy

And come out imputed with fusions of Blueprints and Illmatics

I've been going raw, this just how I feel rapping

We gave y'all Sur' Tactics

So y'all can't even gas us

We taught you how to be prepared

But still attacking the masses

Y'all better get y'all caskets cause we about to annihilate

(The new Babylon era) My empire gate's in the Empire State

I'm on the higher platform

Look at the way they clap for 'em

Never fuck with phony men

'Cause I don't like my back torn

Nigga ask Kwon, this that top ramen' you ain't used to

Keep it neutral to scruple and tell 'em no beef like noodles

Keep it neutral

Just so you can scruple

I tell 'em no beef like noodles

It's world domination, nation

You're tuned into my station

Always got a doobie and a motherfucking eighth lit

Always got the trees, so what the fuck you mean

I ain't about to rise to the top with my fucking team

It's world domination, nation

You're tuned into my station

Always got a doobie and a motherfucking eighth lit

Always got the trees, so what the fuck you mean

I ain't about to rise to the top with my fucking team

Ayo, who the fuck passed you the mic

And said that you could flow?

Point 'em out bitch, I wanna know

Who the fuck passed you the mic?

Ayo, who the fuck passed you the mic

And said that you could flow?

Point 'em out bitch, I wanna know

Who the fuck passed you the mic?