Lyrical Breakdown of Love You - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Love You" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Kevin Gates weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Love You" 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 Kevin Gates 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 Kevin Gates's narrative.
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I got a heart that's full of love
With so much love to give
But I'm saying though, I feel how you feel
Where we go from here?
I got a heart that's full of love
With so much love to give
Look, I ain't never been too hard for myself
I got a stupid house that's empty
When I'm out on leers
When you're in love who gives
A fuck about an Audemar
When the lights go down
And you're looking around
Now you're asking yourself
Who's gonna love you (whoa, whoa, whoa)
Alleviate your clothes and make
Your body turn around
Now you're asking yourself
Who's gonna love you (whoa, whoa, whoa)
Alleviate your clothes and make
Your body turn around
Now you're asking yourself
Who's gonna love you
She's a murderer, when I hurt it aches
She has an hourglass figure
And a perfect waist
Breaking my feelings she contributes
To the murder rate
I went to jail she dreamt it
From the symptoms I have no escape
This no facade Peter tange in my cigar
The way I move may be peculiar
To people I come across
Stress, this confession forever you
In my heart wish you the best
In whatever endeavors that you embark gates
I got a heart that's full of love
With so much love to give
I often pictured us together
Married with some kids
Victim of a broken promise I know what it is
And all of your friends know I'm a gangster
Can't you tell it's obvious I
Live a fly life? Wishing I was there to lay
Onside of you at night
Can't you tell it's obvious I
Live a fly life?
I pray that heaven comforts you
So you should be alright, alright
I got a stupid house that's empty
When I'm out on leers
When you're in love who gives
A fuck about an Audemar
When the lights go down
And you're looking around
Now you're asking yourself
Who's gonna love you (whoa, whoa, whoa)
Alleviate your clothes and make
Your body turn around
Now you're asking yourself
Who's gonna love you (whoa, whoa, whoa)
Alleviate your clothes and make
Your body turn around
Now you're asking yourself
Who's gonna love you
Making fake moves backwards
(what that is) , fatal attraction
I'll forever be your slave
I been caged in and captured
And the drugs don't really make
The problem ever shrink
But they do release the endorphins that
Help me not to think
Suicide's been contemplated irrational
Way of thinking
Attach a brick to my ankle and
Throw me over the deep end
Weekend, sleep in, I don't go to clubs
Ask me any question and I
Might respond with shoulder shrugs
Connected for eternity when forces
Take control of us luca Brasi get it in
You should know what's up
Do this every time I'm the life of the party
Know it's got a name but they
Don't know what to call me
Can't you tell it's obvious I
Live a fly life? Wishing I was there to lay
Onside of you at night
Can't you tell it's obvious I
Live a fly life?
I pray that heaven comforts you
So you should be alright, alright
I got a stupid house that's empty
When I'm out on leers
When you're in love who gives
A fuck about an Audemar
When the lights go down
And you're looking around
Now you're asking yourself
Who's gonna love you (whoa, whoa, whoa)
Alleviate your clothes and make
Your body turn around
Now you're asking yourself
Who's gonna love you (whoa, whoa, whoa)
Alleviate your clothes and make
Your body turn around
Now you're asking yourself
Who's gonna love you