Lyrical Breakdown of Feel - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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She talking that noise, take her loving with the dawn Always talkin' on the phone After we fuck in the morn' She wake up, she wearin' my clothes She always be callin' my phone She always be stealin' my clothes, yeah Askin' me how does it feel When you know you could buy out the store, yeah Yeah, I'm bringin' that down to the floor I'm droppin' the foreign in foreign Hey, I came a long way on my own, ayy I'm doin' this shit on my own, ayy I don't give a fuck what I'm told, ayy I came a long way on my own, ayy Now her pussy made out of gold, ayy I swear her pussy all in my soul, ayy She got that soldier Four days a hundred thousand Forever like a diamond She bring me back to life, yeah I'm so fly I'm martian Quit talkin' all that nonsense I'm just tryna fuck you 'til you don't know nothing I cross my t's and dot my i's yeah I'm for real (yeah, I'm for real) He hold me down (she hold me down) That's my shit (that's my shit) He buy whatever, he know the drill (know the drill) Don't need no pill (no pill, no) He whispered in my ear and told me feel, feel, feel, oh, oh, oh He love that I say what I feel He feel what I say 'cause it's real You couldn't forget, I never changed up on my set And I only make calls to collect, that's why we connect We can go half on a jet, baby we on to the next Fuck all the stress Fuckin' with bitches who's new to the game when you got you a vet I know you like it when I act like I'm still shy Then turn around and put that thing in overdrive I'm down to ride I'ma keep you on my shoulder 'Cause every cold nigga need a bitch that's ten times colder I cross my t's and dot my i's yeah I'm for real (yeah, I'm for real) He hold me down (she hold me down) That's my shit (that's my shit) He buy whatever, he know the drill (know the drill) Don't need no pill (no pill, no) He whispered in my ear and told me feel, feel, feel, oh, oh, oh Hey, fuck me 'til I can't see straight Make me think that hoe was a mistake I just need to feel you all the time Ride hoe, ride hoe, alright, alright, alright