Lyrical Breakdown of Down (feat. Kanye West) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Down (feat. Kanye West)" 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 "Down (feat. Kanye West)" 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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I wanna get down, down, down, down, down, down, down
Get down!
We can get down!
Mr. West is in the building
Children, ladies
Call the shrink up, they about to go crazy
Hold ya drinks up like you was celebratin'
Hold ya guns if they is hella hatin'
I'm so clean and them, they got rabbies
I can see it through my lense of my ray-b
As way fierce, um hum
Ye, do you play fair?
Uhn uhn!
Grab ya remote for the reason they made TiVo
Snap the Nikon at the icon with Nikes on
I heard you like to do it with the lights on
But I really make babies when the mikes on
Check out all my kids
That bought all my cribs
Got me out that apa-artament
You have got to pardon him
I am so retarted with the spit like a retarted kid that spits
Oops I aint mean to say that
I told my homie Chris
"These chicks is dangerous
You need a girl that's A-list
Not one that just barely made it on a list"
'Cause from wall to wall we got it poppin' right now
There's a hundred girls tryin' get down, down, down
Baby gurl gotta tell ya
I seen you somewhere before, you look familiar
You had a red shirt, Gucci slacks and the Gucci bag to match
Tell me you remember that baby girl!
But lady, neva mind that
Can I take you out later?
And here's my contact
Can you do me this favor?
Let me spend this paper on you 'cuz it's
Jus' sittin' here, let's jus' spend it and go!
Let me (let me), let me (let me)
Guarantee (guarantee), guarantee (guarantee)
I'll make your daaay, okay!
I wanna get down, down, down, down (get down!) down, down, down!
Get down! (Oooh!)
We can get down (down)
The way I see it girl, you a perfect ten
That's why I'm all on you baby
You got me wonderin'
What to do, what to say
Don't wanna come off lame
Girl do got a man?
Betta yet, girl what's ya name?
Let me (Let me), Let me (let me)
Guarantee (guarantee), guarantee (guarantee)
I'll make your daaay, okay!
Now if you wit it shawty (shawty, shawty, shawty)
Let me (let me), let me (let me)
Take ya breath away (take ya breath away)!
Baby can we dream jus' for today?
I wanna get down, down, down, down (get down!) down, down, down!
Get down! (Oooh!)
We can get down (down)
I wanna get down, down, down, down (get down!) down, down, down!
Get down! (Oooh!)
We can get down (down)
I wanna get down, down, down, down (get down!) down, down, down!
Get down! (Oooh!)
We can get down (down)
I wanna get down, down, down, down (get down!) down, down, down!
Get down! (Oooh!)
We can get down (down)
To all my ladies, sexy ladies!
I wanna get dooown, witcha!
Ladies, ladies