Lyrical Breakdown of Heavy - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Tech N9ne weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Heavy" 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 Tech N9ne 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 Tech N9ne's narrative.

This lyrical analysis of "Heavy" not only celebrates Tech N9ne's artistic prowess but also serves as an educational tool for aspiring songwriters. If this analysis inspires you and you'd like to see your own songs analyzed in this way, join the Lazyjot community. Register at Lazyjot and start exploring the full potential of your lyrical creativity. Turn your thoughts into rhymes and your rhymes into songs with Lazyjot!

Deformity, a bodily malformation, check Distortion, or disfigurement, check A Deform, person or thing, check Gross, ugliness, check I don't wanna take this, I don't wanna carry this, I don't wanna lift this Everyday, when I wake, wishin' was a way that I can rip this Off of my shoulder off of my back, like a big boulder got me off track I don't wanna be seen lookin' like that I'm looking at it, it's mean lookin' right back Ugly, bloody, pussin', heavy Way more sinister than Leatherface, Jason or Fuckin' Freddy And that shit weighs me down, got me going crazy now Lazy round my place, 'cause I got shit right side of my face How did I get it? How did I grow it? How do I cock back and just blow it off Surgery yes you know it cost and I ain't goin out to show it off I'm just stuck in here, with this fuckin' weird stuff in near Crushin', pussin', bustin' till it up and clears I'm ready, it's wicked, it's gotta be deadly It's everything you can imagine, bad, twisted, evil and medley Down into eternal fire, this is where it lead me Can hardly hold it up because this thing is so fucking heavy (Ewww, that's gross, yuck, what's that? Oh my god, disgusting, repulsive, what the fuck? It's not a tumor, fuck the rumor I need more to go, Stop staring at this mutherfucking side show) Heavy (When everyone you love got needs) Heavy (I'll shove start to buckle at the kness) Heavy (My lord said this slow heal carry And if it don't then it might get scary) Heavy Cha! Gotta cover it up, gotta go outside to get food How when the smell is like shit stew? The way people are staring and lookin 'it gets cruel Bad when I'm shoppin', at the walmart They be laughin', then a brawl starts 'Cause they wanna pick on a muthafucker With deformities, bless yall heart I'm sick of it, when it's on my back I can't even get a women to kiss on this, face I don't even want to live on this, place Because all people givin' is hate And your really gonna get it bad if your, disfigured The more these sick gigglers Pointed my heavy load it gets bigger They call me hunchback and I wish they wouldn't taunt that They be lookin' at a nigga like I woke up And showin straight up shittin' in their lunch sack Kids, grown ups, dogs, cats All be lookin' and pointing at this deformity on my back Taking over me, I'm slowly, turning into it This repulsive, nasty, heavy, sick, humongous pile of shit Under my skin, infecting my blood Like I have some kind of disease, It's too big and bulgin out of my jacket and everybody sees it (Ewww, that's gross, yuck, what's that? Oh my god, disgusting, repulsive, what the fuck? It's not a tumor, fuck the rumor I need more to go Stop staring at this mutherfucking side show) Heavy (When everyone you love got needs) Heavy (I'll shove start to buckle at the kness) Heavy (My lord said this slow heal carry And if it don't then it might get scary) Heavy What is it? With this load I carry there's problems in my life Got big problems with the IRS and problems with my wife Got a lot of problems with this music career, problems with my mom And I gotta solve 'em quick they fallen on me It's a problem with this shit on, and it's heavy When everybody depends on you to be the shot caller And you pushin, tryin to get all of your people Over the wall, but the shit got taller But you tough and determined, you rough and you learnin' You cannot do if you not baller So you get it and hit it one after another And look, the lump got smaller