Lyrical Breakdown of All Eyes - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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All eyes on ya Ask you how your week been Workin' always, let me Work you out for the weekend Baby, I'm a beast, uh-huh Can you tame me? I'm gon' let it out Lay you down Let's get to it Let me lick you in places you never been licked before Take you to places you never been before Like London, Paris, see that Lamborghini outside We can share it, J and B without the marriage Horse and carriage, señorita Snapchat dog filters live from Ibiza Breakfast on the beach, that mean sex is on the beach You lookin' like a fruit platter, I'ma bite into your peach And um, I think about to massage your feet And um, you got a body, you remind of my Jeep And um, I must look amazing with you Cause every time you on my arm I got All eyes on me I need your attention Put your body on me You the one I'm missin' All eyes on me I don't want your love We ain't gotta fake it We both tryna fuck All eyes on you 'Member when you used to curved me, leave my text message unread? And every time I asked to see you, you say you goin' to bed Every time I hit you with the good morning you say you workin' Now you in my living room twerkin', that's crazy You wear that body suit, I know you tryna tease me I put on that Tiller, she'd rather fuck me to Weezy I remember when your money was young And you stripped all week just to get the tan Yeezy's Back when lame niggas hit you with the one liners All sounding the same like Future and Desiigner Now that's my vagina, she told me to sshh We in the Chanel store and All eyes on me I need your attention Put your body on me You the one I'm missin' All eyes on me I don't want your love We ain't gotta fake it We both tryna fuck All eyes on you Lookin' at me like you love me We can do it now or later She wan' lick on party favorite On my wave, tryna surf it up Know we gettin' gnarly, smokin' Marley, burnin' up Certified with the double-M pullin' up Tooly got a room, we'll play "Room Up In Here", been here Girl, you know my intentions I put you on the wall like a picture Round after round to decisions Say you wanna show me what I'm missin' All the lights low, but we lit up I don't let you down if I get up Like you got a man, but you're fed up But you know when we get together You want me to say your name, huh? Karrueche! All eyes on me I need your attention Put your body on me You the one I'm missin' All eyes on me I don't want your love We ain't gotta fake it We both tryna fuck All eyes on me All eyes on me