Lyrical Breakdown of Higher - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Lil Durk weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Higher" 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 Lil Durk 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 Lil Durk's narrative.

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One thing I hate is a liar Niggas don't know me They act like my homie And hate on me and my attire I just put on, for me and my city And ever since, shit been on fire I'm good, but I'm tryna get higher Bitch I'm a dog, I'm a fighter, yeah Higher Higher Higher Higher Higher Higher Higher Yeah Ima keep it G' like I been Looking for the money like a friend Sleeping on me like a Xan' This is my blessing, my plan I wanna thank all my fans To y'all I'm forever the man Fall off like most of these rappers I don't even like most of these rappers (Fuck 'em) Either you gang, squad, hitters, killers Savages, or trappers (Be yourself lil' nigga) I'm a bossed up savage ass nigga, and I'm a stack up (Let's get it) Durk in the club, call for the backup (Brrrr! Bow!) He gone make it rain Dead people, and pour up the liquor (Bubbly, bubbly) I'm a get money Give me my credit, instead of taking it from me (Let's get it) The burner is on me (Bow!) I'll shoot, but I don't condone it (Nooo) I don't wanna rent shit. I'd rather own it (Let's get it) Free my niggas I hate that phone shit Two cups and I get higher One thing I hate is a liar Niggas don't know me They act like my homie And hate on me and my attire I just put on, for me and my city And ever since, shit been on fire I'm good, but I'm tryna get higher Bitch I'm a dog, I'm a fighter, yeah Higher Higher Higher Higher Higher Higher Higher Yeah Pass me a cup, I need to get high Real street nigga, I don't need to lie Nigga my shoes, he been want to die Cry, marry the streets like a bride Remember my name, in case and if I Money and family it do not compare My brother was here. No one was there Stressed, and pulling out hair Price at a higher For the people that's dead Pour up and, hold you up a lighter Be silent one time, one time like, oh One time, one time like, oh, yeah Don't understand me like "Signed to the Streets" Look at my son, remind me of me Niggas is bitches, and apples don't fall far from the tree Gave 'em the chance, like the rapper (Yeah) So that was they chapter (One time) With this forty I'm a go cray' cray' (Let's get it) So don't get mixed in the massacre (Bow, bow, bow!) I'm tryna get higher One thing I hate is a liar Niggas don't know me They act like my homie And hate on me and my attire I just put on, for me and my city And ever since, shit been on fire I'm good, but I'm tryna get higher Bitch I'm a dog, I'm a fighter, yeah Higher Higher Higher Higher Higher Higher Higher Yeah