Lyrical Breakdown of Black SpiderMan - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

Lyric Overview: Witness how Logic feat. Damian Lemar Hudson weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Black SpiderMan" 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 Logic feat. Damian Lemar Hudson employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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Jesus, black Jesus

I been feeling so down

I think they should know now

I think they should know what's up

That's that road I been down

I know how it go down

I know how it go now, what's up

I feel like I don't belong

I feel like my life is wrong

I feel like I don't know what's up

What's up, what's up

Yeah, yeah

Aye

I ain't here to pick and choose, I ain't here to sing the blues

I'm just here to spread the clues, I'm just here to spread the news

Everybody know I do, listen

I ain't ashamed to be white, I ain't ashamed to be black

I ain't ashamed of my beautiful Mexican wife as a matter of fact

I know you fucking with that

And I'm not scared of the people who tell me I should be

Do what you love and don't ever wonder what it could be

Everybody from my hood, everybody know I'm good

Sometimes I'm misunderstood

But that's just the uneducated that never related they feel like I'm fading off

They feel like I'm fading, I'm right out my mind, tell 'em!

Momma don't love me, daddy don't love me

Wonder why I drown in the bubbly

You could be anything you wanna be, 'cept the person you don't wanna be

Let him hate, let 'em love

Wondering if everybody still like this up above

When that push come to shove

Make me wanna pull up with the, with the gat in the glove like

I just wanna be free, not a slave to the stereotype

All alone in my room in the middle of the night

I don't have the words, but my stereo might

I don't wanna be black, I don't wanna be white, I just wanna be a man today

I don't wanna be a Christian, Muslim, gay, straight, or bi, see you later, bye

Not perceived by the things I believe or the color of my skin

Or the fact I'm attracted to her, maybe him

Or the fact I'm a single mother living all alone

Looking for a man and a home to call my own

But I already have one

The only man I'ma ever need is my son, my son, my son, my son, son, say

Black is beautiful, be black and proud

Fuck everybody hatin' on me right now, I'm black and proud

I'm just as white as that Mona Lisa, I'm just as black as my cousin Keisha

I'm biracial so bye Felicia, praise black Jesus now call the preacher

Maybe Jesus was black, maybe Jesus had dreads

Spiderman should be black, I'll vote for Glover instead

Glover instead

Like what's up

I vote for more and more and more and more

And more and more and more and more and more

I vote for so much more

I been feeling so down

I think they should know now

I think they should know what's up

That's that road I been down

I know how it go down

I know how it go now, what's up

I feel like I don't belong

I feel like my life is wrong

I feel like I don't know what's up

What's up, what's up

Go on and let your soul glow, let your soul glow

Glow, shine and glow

Let it glow, glow

Let, let it

Black Spiderman can he save a brother now

Yeah

Let your soul glow

Glow

Yeah

Aye man (what's up, bro?)

Spiderman should be black

Yeah, I mean Spiderman should be black

Fuck yeah

Yeah man

Black Spiderman

Black Superman

Black Santa Claus

Shit, black Seinfeld

Black Seinfeld?

Nigga, that's Martin!

Damn, you're right

Shit, I'm fuckin' high