Lyrical Breakdown of Can't Tell Me Nothing - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Can't Tell Me Nothing" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

  • Lyric Overview: Witness how Kanye West weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Can't Tell Me Nothing" 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 Kanye West 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 Kanye West's narrative.

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La, la, la-la (yeah)

Wait 'til I get my money right (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

I had a dream I could buy my way to Heaven

When I awoke, I spent that on a necklace (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

I told God I'd be back in a second

Man, it's so hard not to act reckless

To whom much is given much is tested

Get arrested, guess until he get the message (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

I feel the pressure, under more scrutiny

And what I do? Act more stupidly (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

Bought more jewelry, more Louis V

My mama couldn't get through to me (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

The drama, people suing me

I'm on TV talkin' like it's just you and me

I'm just saying how I feel, man

I ain't one of the Cosby's, I ain't go to Hell, man (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

I guess the money should have changed him

I guess I should have forgot where I came from

La, la, la-la (ayy)

Wait 'til I get my money right

La, la, la-la (yeah)

Then you can't tell me nothing, right?

Excuse me? Was you saying something?

Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing (yeah)

(Ha ha) you can't tell me nothing (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

Let up the suicide doors

This is my life, homie, you decide yours (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

I know that Jesus died for us

But I couldn't tell you who decide wars

So I parallel double park that motherfucker sideways

Old folks talking 'bout back in my day (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

But, homie, this is my day, class started two hours ago

Oh, am I late? (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

No, I already graduated

And you can live through anything if Magic made it (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

They say I talk with so much emphasis

Ooh, they so sensitive

Don't ever fix yo' lips like collagen

And then say something where you gonna end up apologin' (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

Let me know if it's a problem man

A'ight man, holla then

La, la, la-la (ayy)

Wait 'til I get my money right

La, la, la-la (yeah)

Then you can't tell me nothing, right?

Excuse me? Was you saying something?

Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing (yeah)

(Ha ha) you can't tell me nothing (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

Let the champagne splash

Let that man get cash

Let that man get passed

He 'on't even stop to get gas

If he can move through the rumors

He can drive off of fumes 'cause

How he move in a room full of no's?

How he stay faithful in a room full of hoes?

Must be the Pharaohs, he in tune with his soul

So when he buried in a tomb full of gold

Treasure, what's yo' pleasure?

Life is a, uh, dependin' how you dress her

So if the Devil wear Prada, Adam, Eve wear nada

I'm in between but way more fresher

With way less effort

'Cause when you try hard, it's when you die hard

Y'all homies lookin' like, why God?

When they reminisce over you, my God

La, la, la-la (ayy)

Wait 'til I get my money right

La, la, la-la (yeah)

Then you can't tell me nothing, right?

Excuse me? Was you saying something?

Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing (yeah)

(Ha ha) you can't tell me nothing (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

La, la, la-la (ayy)

Wait 'til I get my money right

La, la, la-la (yeah)

Then you can't tell me nothing, right? (I'm serious, nigga)

Ayy

Yeah, ha, ha, yeah, yeah

Nah, I'm serious nigga, I got money

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, G.O.O.D. got it made

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, G.O.O.D. got it made

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, G.O.O.D. got it made