Lyrical Breakdown of Lord of Weird - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Lord of Weird" 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 "Lord of Weird" 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.

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When I first started out Thought to myself, spread your heart about Never thought that people look at my art and doubt Wanna bar this mouth, then they darted out Then the same energy let it charted out (Chuh) King James, that show you things changed To the Queen Weymon with King Waynes from Ving Rhames The scene came from extreme brains to teen lames Get your green, mane, while I fling Strange in a bling lane (Chuh) So I go dye my hair rojo Way back in '99, homies who saw me call me homo But then the rumors started that I worship Jesus logo Flippin' it upside down but no-no, so many fear this wicked bozo But now it's accepted like they finally infected With the formidable Tech shit, like it's normal to go mesh with The darkness (Chuh) I was on a mission, blacks feared 20 years ago, but now they love it Isn't that weird? Oh, Lord This thing is So (Weird, weird) yours So bring it Home, Lord This thing is So (Weird, weird) yours (Weird, weird) So bring it I'm the nigga that started this But I didn't switch my hips like a bitch and dress like Spartacus My art is sick, bombarded with retarded quick Nice flows for the psychos They don't like those with the tight clothes What they want is Tecca N9na when the light goes Way low, the K.O.D. shit Fatally spray on these hits Place go like Dave-o, Waco When I ain't flow, he pray on these tricks I'm the nigga with the spiked hair Painted face with the robe, night scare Many people think 'cause I was quite rare But tonight, there for the nightmare Oh, this is not, lost what I seek (Spirits, spirits, spirits) Oh, this cigar up my sleeve (Spirits, spirits, spirits) I am here to muzzle who Those who think their hustle new They're not any trouble to the L.O.W. I am here to muzzle who Those who think their hustle new They're not any trouble to the L.O.W. Oh, Lord This thing is So (Weird, weird) yours So bring it Home, Lord This thing is So (Weird, weird) yours (Weird, weird) So bring it