Lyrical Breakdown of Runaway - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

  • Lyric Overview: Witness how Kanye West feat. Pusha T weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Runaway" 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 feat. Pusha T 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 feat. Pusha T's narrative.

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Look at ya, look at ya, look at ya, look at ya

Look at ya, look at ya, look at ya, look at ya

Look at ya, look at ya, look at ya, look at ya

Look at ya, look at ya, look at ya, look at ya

Ladies and gentlemen, ladies-ladies and gentlemen

And I always find, yeah, I always find somethin' wrong

You been puttin' up with' my shit just way too long

I'm so gifted at findin' what I don't like the most

So I think it's time for us to have a toast

Let's have a toast for the douchebags

Let's have a toast for the assholes

Let's have a toast for the scumbags

Every one of them that I know

Let's have a toast for the jerkoffs

That'll never take work off

Baby, I got a plan

Run away fast as you can

She find pictures in my e-mail

I sent this bitch a picture of my dick

I don't know what it is with females

But I'm not too good at that shit

See, I could have me a good girl

And still be addicted to them hoodrats

And I just blame everything on you

At least you know that's what I'm good at

And, I always find

Yeah, I always find

Yeah, I always find somethin' wrong

You been puttin' up with my shit just way too long

I'm so gifted at findin' what I don't like the most

So I think it's time for us to have a toast

Let's have a toast for the douchebags

Let's have a toast for the assholes

Let's have a toast for the scumbags

Every one of them that I know

Let's have a toast for the jerkoffs

That'll never take work off

Baby, I got a plan

Run away fast as you can

Run away from me, baby

Run away

Run away from me, baby

Run away

When it starts to get crazy

Then, run away

Babe, I got a plan

Run away as fast you can

Run away from me, baby

Run away

Run away from me, baby

Run away

When it starts to get crazy

Why can't she just run away

Baby, I got a plan

Run away as fast as you can

24 7, 365, pussy stays on my mind

I-I-I-I did it, all right, all right, I admit it

Now pick your next move, you can leave or live wit' it

Ichabod Crane with that motherfuckin' top off

Split and go where? Back to wearin' knockoffs, haha

Knock it off, Neiman's, shop it off

Let's talk over mai tais, waitress, top it off

Hoes like vultures, wanna fly in your Freddy loafers

You can't blame 'em, they ain't never seen Versace sofas

Every bag, every blouse, every bracelet

Comes with a price tag, baby, face it

You should leave if you can't accept the basics

Plenty hoes in a baller-nigga matrix

Invisibly set, the Rolex is faceless

I'm just young, rich, and tasteless, P

Never was much of a romantic

I could never take the intimacy

And I know I did damage

'Cause the look in your eyes is killing me

I guess you are at an advantage

'Cause you could blame me for everything

And I don't know how I'ma manage

If one day you just up and leave

And, I always find, yeah, I always find somethin' wrong

You been puttin' up with my shit just way too long

I'm so gifted at findin' what I don't like the most

So I think it's time for us to have a toast

Let's have a toast for the douchebags

Let's have a toast for the assholes

Let's have a toast for the scumbags

Every one of them that I know

Let's have a toast for the jerkoffs

That'll never take work off

Baby, I got a plan

Run away as fast as you can