Lyrical Breakdown of Burn - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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♪ (If young Metro don’t trust you— trust you) I can take one percocet, start the night off I just took a 60 Burberry on me, shoot you in your back, you just got pretty ricky I tie the Chanel runners and I get back to runnin' the city And I know that it's hell comin', I ain't worried, my niggas, they with me Gotta put the narcotics down, I can feel 'em fuckin' up my kidney And punchin' my liver, if I let it kill me, my momma will never forgive me Ain't numbin' my feelings, if I let it kill 'em, my baby will never forgive me This remind me of hell, sometimes I wonder if that's where God really sent me Hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn Hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn I pray to God for some water, to wash down these percs I been cursed since birth, guess I never learn Hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn Hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn I pray to God for some water, to wash down these percs I been cursed since birth, guess I never learn The truth hurts, let it bleed out If they hurt you, let 'em leave My heart hurtin', let me bleed out, only where I'll find peace I'm tryna get set free, but, these chains on me Choke me, I can't breathe What's reality? Uh, detached from myself, uh huh, numb the pain with my wealth Uh, a bag from Chanel, match the double c on my belt, uh Bands in my pants, I really be holdin' my pants up But the money ain't the answer I was tryna reach some new highs Mix this with that, bet it feel nice Codeine, only sip if I got ice Look my girl in her eyes, tell her I won't die I fell asleep too deep that one time Woke up to your cry, girl I'm fine But I lied, in the dream, I ain't gon' wake up this time Hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn Hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn I pray to God for some water, to wash down these percs I been cursed since birth, guess I never learn Hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn Hands up in the fire, burn, burn, burn, burn I pray to God for some water, to wash down these percs I been cursed since birth, guess I never learn ♪