Lyrical Breakdown of Pick Up Your Heart - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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She on her back screaming she love me And I'm in her pussy thinking about money I done forgot what all my old hoes look like But they see me with my new bitch make them miss the good life I move to Cali, had to leave the beach alone And you could call me what you want, just don't call me on speaker phone And the good die young and the great live forever Go see your memory bank teller 'cause you done forgot who put this shit together Wait bitch I hop in my Phantom and drive to my phone start roaming Lord I don't want to talk to nobody I want my moment Please pardon my rest room but Tunechi got the longest shit list My pockets are pregnant they up early with morning sickness I swear I been through so much but that's life I get high it don't phase me They ask how do you sleep at night I reply like a baby, bitch I been outchea doing me by myself nigga no special features It's all about the Benjamin no disrespect to Aretha But I got to get that paper baby, that paper baby, that paper baby, that paper baby 'Cause this game fuck everybody, this game fuck everybody Got to get that paper baby, that paper baby, that paper baby 'Cause these streets fuck everybody, these streets fuck everybody Gotta get my paper baby, my paper baby, my paper baby 'Cause these hoes fuck anybody, these hoes fuck anybody Got to get my paper baby, my paper baby, my paper baby 'Cause these hoes fuck anybody, these hoes fuck anybody And I don't want to do it no more, no Hold up baby, I don't want to do it no more no Hold up wait, I don't want to do it no more no Hold up baby, I don't want to do it no more no But I got to get my paper baby Perfect attendance on the block I'm booming When it's cold, when it's rainy, when it's muggy, when it's hot, when it's humid I walk into the corner store feeling like a king World on my back shit feel like a mink Mad at some motherfucker dropped my pill down the sink, hold up wait I got Xanax, I got Percocet She give me pussy and her income tax I send my goons to rob the dope man They bring it back now I'm the dope man Suitcase, dead body in the suitcase Molly in the Kool-aid, we put molly in the Kool-aid I'm still watching boot legs 'cause I can't go to the movies 'Cause I'm bigger than the actors in the movies Me and your bitch made a movie I'm on a new wave I been wilding in these streets mamma but still remember everything you said to me Don't believe these hoes they be lying through they teeth mamma toothache Oh lawd, I got to get that paper 'Cause these hoes fuck anybody, these hoes fuck anybody And I don't want to do it no more, no Hold up baby, I don't want to do it no more, no Hold up wait, I don't want to do it no more, no Hold up baby, I don't want to do it no more, no Wait bitch I hop in the Bentley and drive until my phone start roaming Lord I don't want to talk to nobody I want my moment I use to be fun loving now I'm a gun loving killer But these niggas made me like this Now they all afraid of they own invention I walk with a limp 'cause this AR will not allow me to walk straight I come to a stage in my life and I just can't let my life move me upstage Tuxedo on and a cummerbund, finger crossed behind my back On the corner watching my money come 'Cause I got to get that paper baby, that paper baby, that paper baby, that paper baby 'Cause these streets fuck everybody, this game fuck everybody Got to get my paper baby, my paper baby, my paper baby 'Cause these hoes fuck anybody, these hoes fuck everybody And I don't want to do it no more, no Hold up bae, I don't want to do it no more no Hold up wait, I don't want to do it no more no Hold up baby, I don't want to do it no more I wear black 'cause I can't find nothing else to wear I wear dreadlocks 'cause I can't do nothing else with my hair I kiss you 'cause it just happen I do what I do 'cause it got to be done But I guess I oughta take credit for something right Yesterday I met a woman on the stairs that wasn't there She wasn't there again today, I really hope she go away (These hoes fuck anybody, these hoes fuck anybody I don't want to do it no more no) 'Cause you know sometimes that last doesn't happen at first I'm the pimp and the problem She said you don't think of me when I know you think too much (I don't want to do it no more These hoes fuck anybody, these hoes fuck everybody And I don't want to do it no more) She said I think you think I think you think of us (I'mma get this paper baby, I'mma get this paper baby) She said she wanted sprinkles I said sprinkles are for winners Free Weezy Mula!