Lyrical Breakdown of NC-17 - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "NC-17" 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 "NC-17" 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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Me and my bitch, I swear we like the same sex (Ooh) Fuck with all my chains on, let's have chain sex (Serve, yeah) Hangin' with the gang, you get your fangs wet (Wet) Wanna kick with the gang, you gotta bang it (It's lit) If you gon' throw ice on, gotta swang it (Ice) Holes in the wall, I cannot hang it (Nah) Pour different colors, sippin' tainted (Ooh) Woah, think the vibe just start vibratin' (Vibe) Don't do playgrounds, we do not swing sets (Swing) Shawty got the K, don't entertain threats Shawty came my way, she brought the same sex Bust it down, she talkin' body language (It's lit) Eating that punane, got my bangs wet (Eat it up) We gon' have to change for the banquet (Drippin') Solo with Mulsanne, it's not the same specs (Skrrt, skrrt) Pull up, left with something I ain't came with (Alright) Woah, woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah Ice, froze, glow Get, glow, get, glow (Yah, yah) Three main bitches thinkin' they my main bitch (21, 21) Hit the club and swap the hoes I came with (Straight up, straight up) Don't you come outside We on that gang shit (Straight up, straight up) Had to switch my t-shirt 'cause she stained it (On God) Had to buy a visa, she from Moscow (21) Fuckin' 'round with Travis, you get crossed out (Crossed out) He used to be on that nigga off now (He off now) I done got so rich I Saint Laurent my dogs now (Straight up, straight up) Earrings cost a quarter certified by GIA (21) If it's 'bout my bae or 'bout some smoke I'm on my way (Skrrt, skrrt) Your bitch dated Kid Cudi but I'm not signed to Ye (On God) I nutted on her cheek, her new nickname is Babyface (21) Me and my bitch, I swear we like the same sex (Ooh) Fuck with all my chains on, let's have chain sex (Serve, yeah) Hangin' with the gang, you get your fangs wet Wanna kick with the gang, you gotta bang it (It's lit) If you gon' throw ice on, gotta swang it (Ice) Holes in the wall, I can not hang it (Nah) Pour different colors, sippin', tainted (Ooh) Woah, think the vibe just start vibratin' (Vibe)