Lyrical Breakdown of THE PLAN - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "THE PLAN" 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 PLAN" 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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You don't know where we stand
It's true
Know the plan
Last time I wrecked it, last time I whipped around
Last time I did the whippets, last time I live reverse
Pour the brown, hit the reverend, last time I hit your crib
Last time there were no tenants
I done went back in myself, felt like hell
Fuck, I risked it, patience sell (yеah)
Found you livin', know you thrillin', not for sinnin' (yeah)
How I got my stripes and pendants, backin' out in thе street (yeah)
What is wild, let it be, ragers out, gotta eat (yeah)
Not a vibe (yeah), but a wave, with the sound by the way
Count it down, by the days (ooh)
To myself, know they wicked, with the moves (ooh, ooh)
I'm drinkin' off the juice, know I'm drinkin'
I be smooth, then I lose it, yeah, yeah, now
You don't know where we stand (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's true (yeah, yeah)
Know the plan
Close the opera
Hear the red and blue outside, I think our option's up
I recrossed it 'round the map, I had to line it up
I be swervin' on the waves, it's like a line of us
Move in verse on my turf, I'm outta line, I put in work
I draw the line and cross it first
I need the time, I need the search
It's just like wine, it make it worse
Skrrt, skrrt in the 'Vert, skrrt, skrrt
Ride on land, Boeing jet, make it land
In slow motion when I dance
In your eyes I see your trance
I run away and then you prance
If I show the hideaway would you hide out and let it blam?
Ain't no time, I'm facin' scams, nah, nah (yeah)
You don't know where we stand (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's true (yeah, yeah, ooh-ooh, ooh)
Ooh