Lyrical Breakdown of Aliens Fighting Robots - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Mac Miller weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Aliens Fighting Robots" 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 Mac Miller 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 Mac Miller's narrative.

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I think this is yours (uh) That works too Anyway, guess who it is, everybody Y'all is dead weight, less great, always gettin' second place I tend to race ahead of pace, dippin' while I'm dressed in BAPE Then they chase, catch me if you can, I ain't DiCaprio This lucid dream will have you go like half a dose of Adderall Capicola sandwiches are tasty from Primanti's I'm a 5'7" giant, Brandon Jacobs, Eli Manning Girls want makeup, get demanding, but they fake like orange tanning So, my girl and I be up like we some college students cramming For a test that we ain't study for, wonder, will she love me more? With money, 'cause if not, I'm not sure what all this money for Feelin' like a hundred wars are goin' on currently Soldiers sent to death on some jets for the currency Poison, take this mercury, I'll teach you for a learner's fee How to turn your girlfriend to a circus freak Cool by the word of Keith, fabric by the hand of Zeus Actin' like you fuckin' with me, that's some shit I can't excuse Focus is on manual, control the panoramic view, universe You got a chance, don't blow it like how a tuba works I plan to do somethin' that ain't tangible Now I'm 'bout to hand it to the homie, Mikey Rock (Michael) Hear what he sayin' to you Take a trip, took a molly out with Banco Populari (uh-huh) And word around the city is he sittin' in a Ferrari (yeah) I told myself, I wouldn't get it, I'm sorry That's my bad, I party 'til my Carties get foggy Can't keep her hands off of me, got her locked, and lost the key (lost it) Weed smoke, make it hard to see, we go harder than Carter one Excuse me, baby, pardon me, can you fuck me like the honeymoon? Not saying it's coming soon, but I want the real show (real show) Give me the treatment that you gettin' all the heels for (heels for) The shit they payin' all the bills for (bills for) Man, I missed it, that cake taste delicious They can't wait for vacations, paid for by pictures I'm feeling good (feeling good), I'm pulling bills, I'm real as hell I don't front (yeah), I roll blunts and papers I don't fuck with fakers, your girl is asking me if I'ma take her I'm straight though You see, I'm booked up 'til April That's mine, that's me, I take those You try to see some pesos than shake though You get exactly what you paid for, stop acting like you can't go Swagging 'til the ankles I feel you, baby Hopefully, I look familiar lately Falling down the same rabbit hole looking for love But you will never ever get it because It seem like it'll only happen when I'm holding the drugs And you can never ever see it because Life's a cliché, it ain't a bad one First, the plane land, and then the bags come We walkin' on this planet, seekin' action Break a girl's heart, sorry, Ms. Jackson (damn) Falling down the same rabbit hole looking for love But you will never ever get it because It seem like it only happen when I'm holding the drugs And you can never ever see it And it don't stop 'til the aliens fight the robots And all the ladies take their clothes off I'm here with Mikey and we gon' rock This some shit you won't top (uh-huh) I said, it don't stop 'til the aliens fight the robots And all the ladies take their clothes off I'm here with Mikey and we gon' rock This some shit you won't top, top Uh, yeah I'm so high, what you think about that, baby? On some other shit that tend to make me act crazy Fifteen thousand, blow it on clothes 6 in the morning, still sittin' here, throwed I'm buggin' out, buggin' out, I wonder if they know Pull up to her house, and I wonder if she know Buggin' out, buggin' out, I wonder if they know Pull up to her house, and I wonder if she know (Can I have some?) (Can I have some?)