Lyrical Breakdown of MLS (feat. JPEGMafia and Chai) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "MLS (feat. JPEGMafia and Chai)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how JPEGMAFIA weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "MLS (feat. JPEGMafia and Chai)" 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 JPEGMAFIA 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 JPEGMAFIA's narrative.

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Do you know? What the beautiful creature How happy he look Do you know? What the lazy culture of gorilla 会いたい自分 ちょっと臭い It's a funk いい感じ beautiful day ちょっと臭い It's a funk いい感じ beautiful day Super gorilla How you gon' tell me how to do and how to do it? (Yeah) Maneuver with this Ruger, these bullets is for the hoopers You niggas is stupid, Peggy been broke for a long time (For real) Only dirty niggas around me like my own kind (Grr) I feel like Tom Jones (Huh), I feel like Dev Hynes (Yeah) I got a fresh Gat', I test the new iron Hold me, chains on my neck like a slave Fuck a will, better bury me with a hole in my grave (Super gorilla) I got too much to say, labels try dockin' my pay I'm like, "Ooh," compress me and check me, I'm Peggy Bae Divine, feel like I'm blessed but I never pray Twistin' at my shows, niggas think I'm doin' ballet, uh I wish a nigga would claim that I'm a phase, I'm a wave (Wave) Sayin' that shit that you scared to say (Shit) It's nasty Gorilla Super gorilla Clean house, clean bathwater and clean mind I'm such a positive nigga, throw up a peace sign Get to the bread, give 'em lead time Baby got it for me (Got it for me) But I'm a face to the critics 'cause they beneath me (Oh, oh, facts) Never met an A&R that I wanted to be (It's a funk, いい感じ beautiful day) Beggin' for plus one, stream, tickets and VIP These niggas get fat, blow money, and lose beefs It's tragic, shake my hand when I hit the ballot (Yeah) Shake my head, niggas got more money than talent Mmm, niggas know I shoot above the average (Pssht) Young Peggy keep whippin' niggas 'til I kick the casket I give 'em shit with sticky madness This skull came with attachments, yee We at your house, we stackin' on weed and rations Expensive habits, this gas I told that bitch to jump the ship, only move for the captains (Super gorilla) It's a funk いい感じ beautiful day Super gorilla Ha, ha, ha Ha-ha-ha-ha Super gorilla Uh Thinkin' 'bout, uh Thinkin' 'bout, uh Thinkin' 'bout, uh Thinkin' 'bout, uh Thinkin' 'bout, uh Thinkin' 'bout, uh Thinkin' 'bout, uh (Super gorilla)