Lyrical Breakdown of way back - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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(Woah-oh-oh) yeah, boy

Don't wet no more

I need fake n- to get way back

James Harden with the range on me, n- way back

Homie start switchin' lanes, I thought we went way back

(Woo)

I can't get no rest (we in the house)

I fall asleep with a T- (rack)

Stashin' all the p- in my desk (rack)

Wearin' every chain on my neck (we in the house, come on)

I can't get no rest (come on)

I ride around with a T- (champ)

Stashin' all the pills in my desk (champ)

Wearin' every chain on my neck (go crazy on 'em)

Woah, wait

It's summer time, why they tryna throw shade?

All these wins, I can never Golden State (yeah)

UFC I'm tapping to my old ways (alright)

I'm addressing sh- like I'm on Waze

Showed ya love, ain't show it back in OK

Like the girl, that she go both ways

Dropped the Rodeo, I dodged a bull like olé

Hopped in the Bronco, skrrt off like OJ (yeah)

Flew with that sound, n-, got that Coldplay (woah-oh-oh)

I be (yeah) making mils, made it to a hobby (it's lit!)

Don't bring that to the crib, keep that in the lobby

You never seen the city unless you land at Hobby

I'm so loaded off the p-, so don't ever try me

So if you see me solo dolo, you know what that mean

I need fake n- to get way back

James Harden with the range on me, n- way back

Homie start switchin' lanes, I thought we went way back

(Woo)

I can't get no rest (we in the house)

I fall asleep with a T- (rack)

If I take a sip, take the rest (rack)

Wearin' every chain on my neck (we in the house, come on)

I can't get no rest (come on)

I ride around with a T- (champ)

Stashin' all the pills in my desk (champ)

Wearin' every chain on my neck (go crazy on 'em) (we in the house)

Look boy, boy, don't believe what's on your TV

Look boy, don't you sit close to your TV

Look boy, seeing is believing

Look boy, look boy (yeah)

Would it be unlawful (yeah)

To spend a honeymoon in a brothel?

And share pics from the camera

But they'll be quick to turn that into a scandal

I'm down in the Meadows

Slidin' down the Waterfall, creep to the ghetto

Need my Rio de Janeiro

And I'm swimming out that b-

Michael Phelps with the medals

So visit me (yeah)

I just built a castle deep (yeah-yeah)

In them trees (yeah)

That's how I get them backwoods free (yeah-yeah)

This right here some savagery (yeah-yeah)

Bend it back from me (yeah-yeah)

Way-way back for me (yeah-yeah)

Way-way back for me

Whoa-o-oa-oa

Whoa