Lyrical Breakdown of Tramp (Remix) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Salt-N-Pepa weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Tramp (Remix)" 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 Salt-N-Pepa 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 Salt-N-Pepa's narrative.

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Tramp Tramp That's alright, baby, I'll be your tramp You know what I'm sayin'? Fat rings Always Big gold chains I have my, you know what I'm sayin'? I got gold on my teeth So what? I think you a tramp Yes Homegirls, attention, you must pay So listen close to what I say Don't take this as a simple rhyme 'Cause this type of thing happens all the time (tramp) Now, what would you do if a stranger said, "Hi"? Would you diss him, or would you reply? If you answer, there is a chance That you'll become a victim of circumstance Am I right, fellas? Tell the truth Or else I'ma have to show and prove You are what you are, I am what I am It just so happens that most men are Tramp What you call me? (Tramp, tramp) What you, what you, what you call me? (Tramp, tramp) Tramp Yeah, I'll be a tramp You've got me made, baby Have you ever seen a dude who's stupid and rude? Whenever he's around, he dogs your mood? I know a guy like that, girl He thinks he's God's gift to the world You know that kind, excited all the time With nothing but sex on the mind (tramp) I'm no stunt, on me, he can't front I know the real deal, I know what they want It's me (why?), because I'm so sexy It's me (what?), don't touch my body, boy 'Cause you see, I ain't no skeezer But on the real tip, I think he's a Tramp What you call me? (Tramp, tramp) What you, what you, what you call me? (Tramp, tramp) Tramp This is getting ridiculous Don't waste my time On the first date, he thought I was a dummy He had the nerve to tell me he loved me But of course, I knew it was a lie, y'all He undressed me with his eyeballs Trying to change the whole subject 'Cause everything he said pertained to sex (tramp) So I dissed him, I said, "You's a sucker Get your dirty mind out the gutter You ain't gettin' paid, you ain't knockin' boots You ain't treatin' me like no prostitute" Then I walked away, he called me a teaser You're on a mission, kid, yo, he's a Tramp What you call me? (Tramp, tramp) What you, what you call me? (Tramp, tramp) Tramp Why you gotta be all that, though? Why you gotta be all that, though, you know what I'm sayin'? I'm tryna talk to you and you tryna diss me, you know what I'm sayin'? Now if I rolled on you, I'd be wrong, right? Shut up, tramp