Lyrical Breakdown of Moon Rock - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Moon Rock" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Travis Scott weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Moon Rock" 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 Travis Scott 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 Travis Scott's narrative.
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Been poppin'
Foldin' this money, can't make a knot
How not? High on moon rock
Y'all still locked, uh
After 12, we hit the gate and flood the spot, uh
Six of them are thots
No lights, this ice, it blinds
Clothes hit the mall, we buy the whole thing
Big gas, it's lit, propane
One hit, one touch, La Flame
Know that you niggas never liked me
Know that you niggas sit beside me, tryna slide on my sidepiece
Tint all through the whip, I hope it can hide me
Tip all of the bitches, I don't want no funny business
Don't want them to try me
They wanna slide in my IV
Ran 12 red lights, 12 behind me
Paparazzi flashes wanna deprive me
Hypnotized, I cannot let it blindside me, no
I'ma live and die by my Migos
Why I'm startin' to dance, what in the hell did you hand me?
Took all of my niggas off Xans, all of my bitches on Plan B
Been poppin'
Foldin' this money, can't make a knot
How not? High on moon rock
Y'all still locked, uh
After 12, we hit the gate and flood the spot, uh
Six of them are thots (Woo!)
6:00 a.m. these thots (Thots), 6:00 a.m. my watch (Watch)
She got that red dot (Woo!), kick her out the spot (Gone)
I pay my bills in cash, cash, cash, cash, cash (Cash)
Run it up, you do the math, math, math, math, math (Run it)
NawfSide, have them Migos serve you slabs, slabs (Brrr)
Runnin' to that money, you can see it in my calves (Hoo)
Huncho, Huncho, Jack, we get that pack then hire staff (Huncho)
You want your bitch can't get her back, oh yeah, it made me laugh (Yeah)
I've been geeked all week (Geeked), pourin' drank to sleep (Yeah)
AP wet, it leak (AP), Huncho don't need keys (Huncho)
Press one button, they bleed (Blood), ain't no dodgin' me (Nope)
Ain't no flaugin' me (Nope), you owe, pay your fees (Owe)
I was taught to break it down and serve 'em all (Serve 'em all)
Now I'm fishtailin' out the mall (Skrrt! Skrrt!)
Heard we got that bag, so tell 'em all (Tell 'em all)
Oh, yeah, tell 'em all