Lyrical Breakdown of Killing Spree - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

  • Lyric Overview: Witness how Logic feat. Ansel Elgort weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Killing Spree" 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. Ansel Elgort 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 Logic feat. Ansel Elgort's narrative.

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Ass, titties, pussy, money, weed

Everywhere I look a killing spree

All the things they wanted me to be

Is all the things that I turned out to be

Ass, titties, pussy, money, weed

Everywhere I look a killing spree

All the things they wanted me to be

Is everything that I like, like, like, like

Ass, titties, pussy, money, weed

Everywhere I look a killing spree

All the things they wanted me to be

Is all the things that I turned out to be

Ass, titties, pussy, money, weed

Everywhere I look a killing spree

All the things they wanted me to be

Is everything that I like, like, like, like

Real shit goin' on in Lebanon

But I don't give a fuck, my favorite show is coming on

Hashtag pray for this, pray for that

But you ain't doing shit, get away from that

Blame it on black, blame it on a white

Blame it on a gun, blame it on a Muslim

Everybody wanna blame him, blame her

Just blame it on a mothafucka killing everyone!

Everybody wanna get high

Everybody wanna live life like they can't die

Everybody gotta be right

Everybody scrollin', scrollin' through they life

I wish they would love me like I like they pictures

I wish I had bitches

I wish I had motivation to get money

Ain't it funny, my rainy day would be sunny

If I had the vision of currency fallin' above from the sky

Fallin' above from the sky, listen up

Everybody looking for the meaning of life through a cell phone screen

Everybody looking for the meaning of life through a cell phone screen

Everybody think that the meaning of life is, life is

Everybody, everybody, woo

Everybody think that the meaning of life is

Ass, titties, pussy, money, weed

Everywhere I look a killing spree

All the things they wanted me to be

Is all the things that I turned out to be

Ass, titties, pussy, money, weed

Everywhere I look a killing spree

All the things they wanted me to be

Is everything that I like, like, like, like

Ass, titties, pussy, money, weed

Everywhere I look a killing spree

All the things they wanted me to be

Is all the things that I turned out to be

Ass, titties, pussy, money, weed

Everywhere I look a killing spree

All the things they wanted me to be

Is everything that I like, like, like, like

Oh, I know it's hard, I know it's hard like

I know that's the reason you turn up at night

Livin' yo' life, just livin' yo' life

Can't nobody tell you how to do it right

Come away with me, come away with me

Let me take you from this world of insanity

Come away with me, come away with me

Far away from flying bullets on this killing spree

Oh, I know, I know

It's hard, yeah, it's hard, yeah, yeah

I know it's hard sometimes

It's hard sometimes

Ass, titties, pussy, money, weed

Everywhere I look a killing spree

All the things they wanted me to be

Is all the things that I turned out to be

Ass, titties, pussy, money, weed

Everywhere I look a killing spree

All the things they wanted me to be

Is everything that I like, like, like, like