Lyrical Breakdown of Global Access - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Global Access" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Wiz Khalifa weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Global Access" 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 Wiz Khalifa 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 Wiz Khalifa's narrative.
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Yeah, you hear that?
It's paper (Glitch realm)
'Bout paper, get your money man!
Get yours
Lay up, if you wanted me, I'm 6 o'clock
That mean I stay up
See you niggas standing in a line
I got my weight up
A lot of niggas owing dues, man
It's time to pay up
Smoke a joint with my girl every time we wake up
In the city, but don't plan on staying
If you ain't talking thirty million
Then we can't arrange it
Yeah, I treat the game like I'm renovating
They call me the landlord
I got all the tenants hating
Look at my tennis bracelet
There's all these diamonds in it
And plus my watch is icy too
That means it's time to get it
Yeah, I think they scared of me like I'm the dentist
Like I'm running a fam, everyone 'round about our business
And I get high off fitness
That mean I'm smoking strong
Bet all these diamonds will you give you something to focus on
Your girl love my song
My chain cool, the Fonz
My kush be the bomb
It sing like Solange
Whoa, whoa, whoa, where we go, go, go
That they say that we can't get dough? (All money)
Whoa, whoa, whoa, where we go, go, go
That they say that we can't smoke? (Kush)
Whoa, whoa, whoa, where we go, go, go
That they say that we can't rep Taylor? (Gang, gang)
Whoa, whoa, whoa, where we go, go, go
That we can't keep getting that paper? (I don' know)
Big stunner, ex-weed runner
My bitch hotter than the middle of the summer
Rocking anything I wanna
Still watch for undercovers
Like, I'm just on the sheet
Money make me feel complete
See, you don't do this everyday
That mean you can't compete
I'm on top of the game
But I came from underneath
Never tame me, I'ma beast
Watch my change increase
Used to just show up
But now I make them pay them fees
Used to smoke blunts
Now I need the paper
Being broke ain't in my nature
Either block out what they say
Or use the talk as motivation
Uh we at the top and know they hating
Know sometimes they like a child and whine
And get impatient, but there ain't no complaining
Whoa, whoa, whoa, where we go, go, go
That they say that we can't get dough? (All money)
Whoa, whoa, whoa, where we go, go, go
That they say that we can't smoke? (Kush)
Whoa, whoa, whoa, where we go, go, go
That they say that we can't rep Taylor? (Gang, gang)
Whoa, whoa, whoa, where we go, go, go
That we can't keep getting that paper? (I don' know)
And that's how it is
I just got on the plane, you know what I'm saying?
Smelling like about five thousand dollars worth of Khalifa Kush
And I dare somebody to say something to me, motherfucker, yeah
Taylor Gang or die
And the gang's for gang
Yeah bitch, yeah