Lyrical Breakdown of Yours Truly, Austin Post - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Yours Truly, Austin Post" 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 "Yours Truly, Austin Post" 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'ma take a Bud Light break, ah, ah I just came down from the high of my life I just, I just came down from the high of my life See us popping champagne, we could do it all night And if everything gone bad, we gon' make it alright How you expecting awards when you ain't put in work? And I just got off the phone, yeah, with my realtor And I've been eating so good that, bitch, my belly broke And I might cop that Mulsanne cause, bitch, that Bentley talk Put that sauce on that bitch real quick Put that ice on that wrist real slick Girl, I know you know my wallet's real thick And I'm wonderin', wonderin' what you're drinking I just came down from the high of my life I just, I just came down from the high of my life See us popping champagne, we could do it all night And if everything gone bad, we gon' make it alright We don't fucking fuck with y'all, do we? We don't gotta stunt on y'all, do we? Bring that money back to yours truly When I'm rocking all my goddamn jewelry, yeah Hey, I just hopped out the foreign, looking so pretty, yeah And yeah, that watch on my arm look like a trillion You know that White Iverson, no, keep that jewelry tucked And I just bought out my brain, I feel like Bubba Chuck Girl, I'm zoned out, I feel my Xans Ain't nobody understand It's you and I, go and call your friends Let's get a lot of kerosene You gon' ride that bump-and-grind Yeah, let me see that double-time You ain't gotta tell them hoes because they know, yeah I just came down from the high of my life I just, I just came down from the high of my life See us popping champagne, we could do it all night And if everything gone bad, we gon' make it alright We don't fucking fuck with y'all, do we? We don't gotta stunt on y'all, do we? Bring that money back to yours truly When I'm rocking all my God damn jewelry Tell me, who do you call? When the night gets long And you're sitting by the phone 'Cause all those drugs wore off I just came down from the high of my life I just, I just came down from the high of my life See us popping champagne, we could do it all night And if everything gone bad, we gon' make it alright High of my life High of my life High of my life High of my life High of my life