Lyrical Breakdown of VOICES - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "VOICES" 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 "VOICES" 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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Yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy At night, I lie awake trying to fight the voices in my head (voices in my head) Visions of you, racing, racing, playing, it's all inside my head (it's all inside my head) Fucked up too many times, some things are better left unsaid At night, I lie awake trying to fight the voices in my head Girl, why you tryna save me? You should just save yourself If I said that we could make it, I'd be lying to myself Wishing I could hit reset, bad decisions I regret Now you're talking to your ex, yeah, I'm sad, I know, like X, baby Ayy, slicin' on the pussy like a battleaxe, uh Got bigger ass than a Cadillac, uh Niggas blind to drip, they got cataracts Fucked my baby momma on a mo'fuckin' yoga mat, uh Hunnid phone, hunnid phone, backtrack Laughing at these niggas like I'm mo'fuckin' Flapjack, uh I don't fuckin' gamble, fuck blackjack School of rockin' niggas like I'm motherfuckin' Jack Black, uh (yeah, yeah) At night, I lie awake trying to fight the voices in my head (voices in my head) Visions of you, racing, racing, playing, it's all inside my head (it's all inside my head) Fucked up too many times, some things are better left unsaid At night, I lie awake trying to fight the voices in my head This will be my best side, now I feel like suicide Baby, are you switching sides? Why you out here telling lies? It could have been you and I Thought you were my ride or die At night, I lie awake trying to fight the voices in my head (voices in my head) Visions of you, racing, racing, playing, it's all inside my head (it's all inside my head) Fucked up too many times, some things are better left unsaid At night, I lie awake trying to fight the voices in my head Voices in my head Voices in my head Voices in my head Voices in my head Voices in my head Voices in my head Voices in my head