Lyrical Breakdown of Bleed It - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Bleed It" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Logic weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Bleed It" 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 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's narrative.
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(Bleed that, back when I-)
(Bleed that, think I'm too)
(Bleed that, you be like)
(Bleed that, with, with)
(Bleed that, back when I-)
(Bleed that, think I'm too)
(Bleed that, you be like)
(There ain't life, no, no)
(Bleed that, back when I-)
(Bleed that, think I'm too)
(Bleed that, you be like)
(Bleed that, with, with)
(Bleed that, back when I-)
(Bleed that, think I'm too) (ayo!)
(Bleed that, you be like)
(There ain't life)
Back chillin' with my mom watching Ten Commandments
Got a bottle in her hand, and I'm facin' abandonment
Social services fuckin' up my vibe
Smile for the worker, but I'm dyin' on the inside
Ha-ha, ha-ha, everything's fine
Sometimes I feel like I'm losing my mind
I've seen a lot of shit in my lifetime
Playin' the field, man, I need another lifeline
50-50, I was born to be a fuck-up
What up? Always been myself, so shut the fuck up
I bleed it, I fuckin' bleed it
I bleed it, I fuckin' bleed it
Pick up the pen, then I bleed it (I bleed it)
A criminal I was in my past life
Nothing but women and drugs, it was a fast life (bleed that)
I got 9-1-1 on FaceTime
Walkin' in the bank, Glock .9 on my waistline
Empty the clip, fuck no, I never waste time
Grab the cash then gas to the baseline (bleed that)
I bleed it, I fuckin' bleed it
I bleed it, you know I bleed it
I bleed it, I fuckin' bleed it
Pick up the pen, then I bleed it
I once was a loser, a failure
Drownin' in the sea of my sorrows as a sailor
Lookin' for land, feelin' down as a man
Prayin' up to God, lookin' down at me, man
Thinkin' of all of the songs I never sonned
That's the day I died while you're fillin' up my lungs
In another lifem I was a killer
Psychopathic, schizophrenic population filler
Livin' in the background, livin' in the shadows
Waitin' for the rest of the world to decompose
'Til I put a bullet in my head
Now the life that I live is as a sinner
Just a human being, a professional beginner
I was never a winner but I won some
'Cause everybody loses where I come from
I bleed it, I fuckin' bleed it
I bleed it, you know I bleed it
I bleed it, I fuckin' bleed it
Pick up the pen, then I bleed it
(Bleed that, back when I-)
(Bleed that, think I'm too)
(Bleed that, you be like)
(Bleed that, with, with)
(Bleed that, back when I-)
(Bleed that, think I'm too)
(Bleed that, you be like)
(There ain't life, no, no)
(Alright)