Lyrical Breakdown of It Ain't The Money (feat. Macy Gray) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "It Ain't The Money (feat. Macy Gray)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Pharoahe Monch weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "It Ain't The Money (feat. Macy Gray)" 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 Pharoahe Monch 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 Pharoahe Monch's narrative.

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Heart of mine, milk and honey It ain't the money, now we know Doin' lines, ain't it funny It ain't the money, now we know After the money, they lust, sell their souls for the unlimited cash flow In God we trust, but that's never in class Though Enron, World Com, CEO assholes A monopoly to collect whenever they pass go Big screen TV's, nigga please There will be no alerts before they search the siege 13 hrs in the seal with the 13 leaves 13 steps that it takes to see 13 thieves Highly high, lowly low Get up and go to the show Every time I get low Get up and go to the show I fell in love with her once, she was evil, I remember Her 18th birthday, she became legal tender Some say she heaven sent with skeletons in her closet Traded herself for drugs and stayed inside of my wallet I know women who couldn't have her who became alcoholics In the fetal position bent over toilets And calling for earl with pains in their bladders So, people listen, when I tell you, it really don't matter Betcha giving head to a movie star Betcha got a llama riding in your car Betcha you got a TV built in your jet skis Betcha giving head to a movie star Betcha got a llama riding in your car Betcha you got a TV built in your jet skis Highly high, lowly low Get up and go to the show Ain't it funny how the money Makes the honey taste like nothing You can't have no more, now we know (Now we know that it don't mean nothing) Ain't it funny how the money Makes the honey taste like nothing You can't have no more, now we know (Now we know that it don't mean nothing) Ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow Ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow, ow-ow Ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow Ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow, ow-ow Peace of mind, fill my tummy It ain't the money, now we know Hard to find, got my something It ain't the money, now we know (Now we know that it don't mean nothing) Highly high, lowly low Get up and go to the show Ain't it funny how the money Makes the honey taste like nothing You can't have no more, now we know Now we know (I'm in the kitchen, cooking up food) Now we know (Now we know that it don't mean nothing) Ain't it funny how the money Makes the honey taste like nothing You can't have no more (people act like they have, but they're bluffing) (Now we know that it don't mean nothing) (Now we know that it don't mean nothing)