Lyrical Breakdown of The World - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "The World" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Rapsody weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "The World" 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 Rapsody 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 Rapsody's narrative.
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If I ruled the world I'd be Caesar the Wise One
Give a damn about your life, I guess I blew eyes, son
They saw me as a flash in the pan, now back in their ass
Could beat your whole squad and I don't need guns
Where you coming from? The movies? You'll see my angle?
Correlation? Like Farrakhan in The Nation
Y'all all crazy
All brothers got my back, ask Soul, Jabari, Jason
I mean Problem and that's a problem
That you all gon' be faced with
You Asaic basic, send a thank you to Viacom
You would've never made it inside the basement
That's hierarchy, it's like riding a Harley
You gotta reach to touch my bars, baby, I'm Marley
No bobbin', you couldn't miss me like an RV
In a bicycle lot, when I pop you need McCartney's
Paul bearers, I swear I seldom played with Barbies
No shots, cold cases at my bars see, ha ha
All the cadavers in Israel, it's pitiful
War is ugly, how we kill kids over these pedophiles?
My stomach growls of hunger for wisdom from the owls
Wrap my body in towels like Ghandi and tell you all to bow
Wow wow, yippie yi, yippie yay, my bite's bigger than growl
And I swear there ain't no single day they don't pray for us, uh uh
Back when y'all was talkin' bout y'all was number one stunners
I had my gun up mentally on some uh uh
Surrounded my circumference with homies that wouldn't stunt us
Yeah, you gotta grow, baby
Kobe, I'm the bean, I'm down to lead 'em to heaven maybe
Watch us all rise, I got them screaming like "Jesus, lady"
Rapsody, please save me
I'm the beauty and the beast, the last third's amazing
Cautious, stop, go back, she's like flags Jamaican
I swear if my kind rule half of y'all wouldn't make it
It's Rap