Lyrical Breakdown of CLOUT COBAIN - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "CLOUT COBAIN" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Denzel Curry weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "CLOUT COBAIN" 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 Denzel Curry employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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I just wanna feel myself, you want me to kill myself
Man I been on my own, Lord, I'ma need some help
I just wanna feel myself, you want me to kill myself
Man, it's been so damn long, dealing with the things I've felt
Suicidal doors, call it Kurt Cobain
SuWoo leather seats, like a bloody stain
I need hella bass, I need hella bank
You gon' wanna cry, I'ma make it rain
Suicidal doors, call it Kurt Cobain
SuWoo leather seats, like a bloody stain
I need hella bass, I need hella bank
You gon' wanna cry, I'ma make it rain
I don't even know what to feel, they don't even know what's real
Dry tears with a dollar bill, I'm out tryna make a mill', oh
Why you wanna take my soul? I'm yelling out hell no!
I can't even trust my friends, most of them might be foes
Watch these hoes when they say they wanna lie to me
I don't know who's the one that wanna plot on me
I stay low so my demons don't acknowledge me
When I go, I know death don't do apologies
I just wanna feel myself, you want me to kill myself
Man I been on my own, Lord, I'ma need some help
I just wanna feel myself, you want me to kill myself
Man, it's been so damn long, dealing with the things I felt (ayy)
Suicidal doors, call it Kurt Cobain
SuWoo leather seats, like a bloody stain
I need hella bass, I need hella pain
You gon' wanna cry, I'ma make it rain
Suicidal doors, call it Kurt Cobain
SuWoo leather seats, like a bloody stain
I need hella bass, I need hella pain
You gon' wanna cry, I'ma make it rain
Know when it rains, it pours, they wanna go to war
For things that they can't afford, I gotta grab the sword, preach
I gotta thank the lord
I gotta go record (heat)
I wanna be fly to soar
'Cause niggas be trying to floor me
People be thinkin' that I won the lottery
So paranoid, I don't know who be plotting on me
I don't know what trapped the virtue
I'm feeling like Raichu 'cause everything shocking to me
Gotta be aware of the wicked, the time will be ticking
Them niggas still clocking on me
Lord is my witness, I handle my business
You niggas ain't never ball blocking on me
I just wanna feel myself, you want me to kill myself
Man I been on my own, Lord, I'ma need some help
I just wanna feel myself, you want me to kill myself
Man, it's been so damn long, dealing with the things I've felt
Suicidal doors, call it Kurt Cobain
SuWoo leather seats, like a bloody stain
I need hella bass, I need hella pain
You gon' wanna cry, I'ma make it rain
Suicidal doors, call it Kurt Cobain
SuWoo leather seats, like a bloody stain
I need hella bass, I need hella pain
You gon' wanna cry, I'ma make it rain
Clout Cobain, yeah
Clout Cobain, yeah