Lyrical Breakdown of Dark Fantasy - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Dark Fantasy" 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 "Dark Fantasy" 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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You might think you've peeped the scene You haven't, the real one's far too mean The watered down one, the one you know Was made up centuries ago They made it sound all wack and corny Yes, it's awful, blasted boring Twisted fictions, sick addiction Well, gather 'round, children, zip it, listen Can we get much higher? So high Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh Can we get much higher? So high Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh Can we get much higher? So high Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh Can we get much higher? So high Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I fantasized 'bout this back in Chicago Mercy, mercy me, that Murcielago That's me, the first year that I blow How you say broke in Spanish? Me, no hablo Me drown sorrow in that Diablo Me found bravery in my bravado DJs need to listen to the models "You ain't got no fuckin' Yeezy in your Serato?" (You ain't got no Yeezy, nigga?) Stupid, but what the hell do I know? I'm just a Chi-town nigga with a Nas flow And my chick in that new Phoebe Philo So much head, I woke up to Sleepy Hollow Can we get much higher? Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh Look like a fat booty Céline Dion Sex is on fire, I'm the King of Leon-a Lewis Beyond the truest, hey, teacher, teacher Tell me, how do you respond to students? And refresh the page and restart the memory? Respark the soul and rebuild the energy? We stopped the ignorance, we killed the enemies Sorry for the night demons still visit me The plan was to drink until the pain over But what's worse, the pain or the hangover? Fresh air, rollin' down the window Too many Urkels on your team, that's why your wins low Don't make me pull the toys out, huh Don't make me pull the toys And fire up the engines, huh And then they make noise Can we get much higher? So high Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh At the mall, there was a séance Just kids, no parents Then the sky filled with herons (I saw the devil) in a Chrysler LeBaron And the hell, it wouldn't spare us And the fires did declare us But after that, took pills, kissed an heiress And woke up back in Paris Can we get much higher? So high Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh Can we get much higher? So high Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh Can we get much higher? So high Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh Can we get much higher? So high Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh Can we get much higher? So high Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh