Lyrical Breakdown of Big Lie - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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I know, I know I know, I know Mustard on that beat, ho Run it up, run it up Count it up, count it up '95 in my car Nicotine in my blood Go, run it, run it Count it, count it Go, show me somethin', ayy, ayy Go, talkin' that shit Keep on barkin' lil' bitch Bitches tryna get lit, damn Rosé poppin' with the Balmain on me And I keep on callin' And they know that I don't answer my cell No, I don't know your momma I got so much commas Girl, you know I'm only into myself Say you flexin', that's a big lie When I pull up, give this bitch my line And you know that I'ma get mine, yeah, yeah Say you flexin', that's a big lie When I pull up, give this bitch my line And you know that I'ma get mine, yeah, yeah Say you flexin', that's a big lie Say you got that shit you don't got Heard you say that shit a hundred times, yeah, yeah Say you flexin', that's a big lie Say you flexin', that's a big lie Say you flexin', that's a big lie Say you flexin', that's a big lie Oh, valet the park on the whip The Caddy, the '76 My woman gon' box on a bitch They don't want no part in that shit I got my money jumpin', I'm proud for ballin' on Fade Didn't watch the game, you can see that shit on replay I just drop the top and I pull up to your party I just grab a Bud and I pop the top on you, pour that water Say you flexin', that's a big lie When I pull up, get this bitch live And you know that I'ma get mine, yeah, yeah Say you flexin', that's a big lie When I pull up, get this bitch live And you know that I'ma get mine, yeah, yeah Say you flexin', that's a big lie Say you got that shit you don't got Heard you say that shit a hundred times, yeah, yeah And I know who we are, yeah And I know that we ballin' When you wanna get this money I don't want your bitch, just know it Say you flexin', that's a big lie When I pull up, get this bitch live And you know that I'ma get mine, yeah, yeah Say you flexin', that's a big lie Say you got that shit you don't got Heard you say that shit a hundred times, yeah, yeah And I know who we are, yeah And I know that we ballin' When you wanna get this money I don't want your bitch, just know it I know, I know I know, I know I know, I know I know, I know