Lyrical Breakdown of Cherrypie Blues - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Noname weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Cherrypie Blues" 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 Noname 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 Noname's narrative.

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I know, I know, I know Here we are, inside of the movies The last time you touched me, the last time you knew me It's a doozie how you jump back, lungs fat with a coughin' How often? Everything you said to me was dead to me Let it be a bygone how you python Mama said never dance with snakes with the lights on Watch me shimmy 'til the lights go dimmy While I leave him the juice, and I drink all the Henny Anybody probably seen me at the open mic, pissy drunk Here she come, with her little raps in her bottle Genie gypsy booze, booze she would swallow Kiss the apostle when she couldn't find her Jesus She's just a little lost, a little sad, a little lost A little lonely after her and lover boy didn't hit it off Off with the offering, properly ask the auctioning block Nonchalant, cherry on the top Who's a slave in the slave house? Made out pretty, lost my love, found my city Everything I ever was I lost in the cigarette smoke tonight I know this feeling won't last forever, but Goddamn, it still hurt, it still hurt like I got the cherrypie blues tonight I got the cherrypie blues tonight Everything I ever was I lost in the cigarette smoke tonight I know this feeling won't last forever, but Goddamn, it still hurt, it still hurt like I got the cherrypie blues tonight I got the cherrypie blues tonight