Lyrical Breakdown of Rare - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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Very fucking holy, very fucking rare Marvelous, absolutely mother fucking marvelous, dog Marvelous! Tell these fuck niggas I said, "Very rare", yeah (That one day I go missing, I disappear) (And no one can find me) Ayy I'm an asshole with a cash flow (ay) I got a bad bitch, she got a pretty pussy (ay) I beat the bitch like Ray Rice (yeah, ay) She won't testify if you ask her (yeah, ay, ay) I got molly all on my dick (yeah, yeah) Hold up, that's molly all on my dick (yeah, yeah) I got a .40 Glock and that drum, nigga (ay, ay) So when I shoot the shit, it go, ayy (ay, woah, yeah) Which of you niggas is about it? (Gang) And I slap the fucker, he unconscious (gang) You rock Hilfiger fixing to kill niggas To make the bills bigger, he won't find us (god damn, yeah) Now play my role to get by (gang, woah) I won't harm a fly 'til I'm charged (gang, damn) Burn the fucker, never yearned the fucker I'ma leave the body in Dubai, ayy