Lyrical Breakdown of The Curse - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "The Curse" 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 "The Curse" 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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Yeah, yeah, ooh-oh Yeah Yeah, ooh-oh Yeah, yeah They love you then they hate you, that's the curse They love you then they hate you, that's the curse, yeah Niggas always plottin' on your worth, yeah But momma always taught you put in work Put in work, yeah, put in work, yeah When your niggas switch up on you, that's the worst, yeah They love you then they hate you, that's the curse, yeah They love you then they hate you, that's the curse, yeah, ooh-ah Got a call on the plane, I just left Mich- Second row, the guy next to me havin' a slick conversation Mama said the state denied for the fifth time She need to borrow right now, yeah I wrapped the money, flew it like a kite to H-Town, yeah Now we on now like the light bill, but never cuttin' off, yeah I'm on top now, still comin' down, but never fallin' off, yeah I might need the distance, all I need is time, time Can't even look at my phone line Without a couple texts that I can't deny Locked the phone, I had to close my eyes Half the time, man, they tellin' lies Who to trust? Man, I can't decide Nowadays, we just don't reply But they know my name, they compare it, still We was busting seals before we had a mil' We done had the grills before we had a deal I'm a Houston nigga, that's what made me here That's the curse, yeah They love you then they hate you, that's the curse, yeah They love you then they hate you, that's the curse, yeah But your momma always taught you put in work Put in work, yeah, put in work, yeah Yeah! Yeah! They might hit you with that Tyga, never do you right Hit you with that Bill Cosby, thirty bitches overnight I might have to hit my back up, hit that 713 side I might have to pull a Tiger, I might have to crash my ride Can't be like you niggas, no, can't be like you guys I can't tell no stories, no, I can't tell no lies All we do is money, do that money exercise We just pay our taxes, pay our tithe, don't pay no mind That's the worst They love you, then they hate you, that's the curse, yeah They love you, then they hate you, that's the curse, yeah They love you, then they hate you, that's the curse, yeah, yeah Yeah! Yeah! Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yah, yah) Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yah, yah, yah) Ooh-wah-oh (Yah, yah), ooh-oh (Yah, yah), yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah) Yeah, yeh-ayy, yeah-ayy-ayy, yeah-ah, yeah, oh, oh-ooh-ohh