Lyrical Breakdown of WTF! - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "WTF!" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Ski Mask the Slump God weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "WTF!" 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 Ski Mask the Slump God 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 Ski Mask the Slump God's narrative.
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Yo, we just started from the top, yo
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Hey, do you like curse words?
There is a lot in the verse
Ayy Tony
Oh, damn, oh
Don't get fucked up, I'm fucked up, what the fuck? (Fuck?)
Don't get fucked up, I'm fucked up, what the fuck? (Like what?)
Don't get fucked up, I'm fucked up, what the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck? What the-, ayy
Don't get fucked up, I'm fucked up, what the fuck? (Get fucked)
Don't get fucked up, I'm fucked up, what the fuck?
Don't get fucked up, I'm fucked up, what the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck? What the-, ayy
Huh, huh, huh? What did you say?
Um (repeat), yo (nice)
Yachty pulled up in a new 'Cedes truck (that's nice)
Lights, they on the front (whippin' up)
Pause, then I'ma stunt (like what?)
Ayy, you not savage, so keep that shirt tucked (water!
(No, you not, no, you not, okay)
I am a bad boy, don't wear no seat buckle (what? Ayy)
Beat down that pussy, then dust off my knuckles
(What else? What else? What else? Dust off my knuckles!)
Walk the damn plank (plank), on yo' bitch I plank (plank)
Unless she stank, smell like a Chef Boyardee, yo
X came with Tank, basquiat came to paint
Achoo, whoo, achoo, I'm blessed
Don't ask me why 'cause I don't look like you
Don't get fucked up, I'm fucked up, what the fuck?
Don't get fucked up, I'm fucked up, what the fuck? (Okay, yo)
Don't get fucked up, I'm fucked up, what the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck? What the- (I like to get fucked up!) Ayy!
Terio, ooh, kill 'em!
It's how I walked up in the building (building!)
Vince McMahon, I'm with the millions (wet)
I'm as high as hands up in the sky (ha-ha)
When it's yo' auntie saying hallelujah
Holy shit, what's it to ya? (Umm, here's your tissue)
Yup, I needed it
Just for my jewelry, 'cause it be dripping B
And she from Italy, she got the sausage
Like I'm the Kennedy, got lotta green on me
Talkin' 'bout Kennedy, she said I'm awesome! Ayy (talkin' bout)
Don't get fucked up, I'm fucked up, what the fuck? (Okay)
Don't get fucked up, I'm fucked up, what the fuck? (Eh, ayy)
Don't get fucked up, I'm fucked up, what the fuck? (Ain't mean to flex)
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck? What the-, ayy!