Lyrical Breakdown of LEAN ON MY BODY - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "LEAN ON MY BODY" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Lil Nas X weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "LEAN ON MY BODY" 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 Nas X 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 Nas X's narrative.
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How you at the front of the motherfuckin' crowd with a sad face?
Fix your motherfuckin' face! Let's go!
Yeah, yeah, uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh!
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
You know I love you, so I say this shit with love
But please tell your fans they need to shut the fuck up!
I'm doin' real shit, some never-worry-'bout-a-bill shit
Some build a house on the hill shit
The money's gravy, it's comin' crazy
My big sis just had another baby, popped 'em out the labia
My other nephew sittin' in the class with a broken knuckle
He had to beat a nigga ass for talkin' 'bout his uncle!
Now listen, I ain't sayin' I condone that shit
Fuck it, yeah, I said it, I condone that shit!
Choke that nigga out (choke that nigga), go corona on that bitch
Walk that nigga like a dog, nephew, own that bitch!
Yesterday, just a day, every day
I'm on this planet turnin' lemons into lemonade
And lemonade to millions, and better days
How the fuck I get this fuckin' rich from makin' melodies?
How the fuck I keep all to myself and still got enemies?
How the fuck I get so many wins on my itinerary?
It's January, but I already feel the summer
Because it's mine, nigga, R.I.P. to Lil' Hummer! Nasarati, we up!
Lean on my body, Lord! (amen, amen, amen)
Bring blessings on my soul! (amen, amen, amen, amen)
And when the war is over (thank you!)
See, it's time to tell the world the war is won! (yeah!)
You know I'm sittin' on, sittin' on Balmains
Money keep-keep-keep-keep-keep comin', comin'!
Sittin' on, sittin' on Balmains
Money keep-keep-keep-keep-keep comin', comin'! (Man, wake this shit up!)
Yeah! If I was God, I wouldn't save y'all niggas
Like a suicidal bitch, I would blade y'all niggas!
Y'all my sons, but I wish I never made y'all niggas
Y'all my sons, but I might just Marvin Gaye y'all niggas!
Bitch, I'm back like I left some'
Hol' up, everybody, Nasarati's got his next one!
My next move always gon' be better than your best one
You bitches couldn't even see Lil Nas-y in a warmup, a tryout, a test run!
Anyways, I'm back like a vertebrae
I can drop a sex tape and win a VMA!
I'm the devil in disguise, but I'm givin' face
When I walk in the room, bitches better pray!
Lean on my body, Lord! (amen, amen, amen)
Bring blessings on my soul! (amen, amen, amen, amen)
And when the war is over (thank you!)
See, it's time to tell the world the war is won! (yeah!)
You know I'm sittin' on, sittin' on Balmains
Money keep-keep-keep-keep-keep comin', comin'!
Sittin' on, sittin' on Balmains
Money keep-keep-keep-keep-keep comin', comin'!
They don't want me to want it
Praise the Lord, they breathin' on me
Save me, Lord, they schemin' on me
Save your love, it's leanin' on me!
(The war is over!)