Lyrical Breakdown of Climax - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Climax" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Young Thug weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Climax" 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 Young Thug 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 Young Thug's narrative.
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You said no interest (Tsh-tsh-ah)
Said you found a better climax (Tsh-tsh-ah)
You said he's swagged out (Tsh-tsh-ah), you leave (Tsh-tsh-tsh)
It's like a shot to the back (Tsh-tsh-ah)
Through the nose of a barrel (Tsh-tsh-tsh)
For you don't want to go (Tsh-tsh)
But leave, like it's nothing (Tsh-tsh-ah)
You said no interest, said you found a better climax
You said he's swagged out, you leave
It's like a shot to the back
Through the nose of a barrel (Tsh-tsh-tsh)
For you don't want to go (Tsh-tsh)
But leave, like it's nothing (We got London On Da Track)
I just be watching my words (Words)
You say whatever the fuck (Fuck)
I think I take what I get (Get)
And say whatever they love (Love)
This my heart for days
Now I can't find my way (Ay)
Sike, know I'm just playin'
Onto the next like I'm okay
Aye, this a pimping can't you tell? (Tell)
She like, "No I can't what the hell?"(Hell)
Well then pull up baby, in a spell
Came out new hair, new nails
She take my heart then drive back
One, two, three, four, five, damn (Yeah)
Deletin' pictures on the 'Gram
You forgot who I am
From the frontseats to the nosebleeds
That's for actin' like you don't know me
Damn, my new bitch, she a trophy
And she love me for the old me
Yeah, the cold me, yeah, the old me (Old me, yeah)
She the homie, cop her a Rollie (Rollie, yeah, yeah)
You said no interest (Tsh-tsh-ah)
Said you found a better climax (Tsh-tsh-ah)
You said he's swagged out (tsh-tsh-ah), you leave (Tsh-tsh-tsh)
It's like a shot to the back (Tsh-tsh-ah)
Through the nose of a barrel (Tsh-tsh-tsh)
For you don't want to go (Tsh-tsh)
But leave, like it's nothing (Tsh-tsh-ah)
Hu-uh, hu-uh, she r-i-i-ide
She wanna ride, ooh-oh-oh
My shawty better than that
Can't complain about nothin' (Can't complain about nothin')
How the fuck am I ever gon' go turn myself in?
Got it stacked up on the Seroquel
Bitch it's pimpin' can't you tell? (Yeah)
This is pimpin', can't you tell? (Yeah)
This shit look fishy, I don't wanna see
Emergency, I'm tryna go to sleep
Money cut down a load of trees
Sauvage Dior, this ain't no Creed
My dog got a deal, he back on the street
This bitch is so real, she as bad as can be
I had bitches around they was backstabbing me
I went straight to them racks like a hemi in me
Good energy, I invest in my queen
I can ride on this hoe like a new 12 speed
My bitch, bad, tragedy
Bitch, bad, tragedy
You said no interest (Tsh-tsh-ah)
Said you found a better climax (Tsh-tsh-ah)
You said he's swagged out (Tsh-tsh-ah), you leave (Tsh-tsh-tsh)
It's like a shot to the back (Tsh-tsh-ah)
Through the nose of a barrel (Tsh-tsh-tsh)
For you don't want to go (Tsh-tsh)
But leave, like it's nothing (Tsh-tsh-ah)
You said no interest (Tsh-tsh-ah)
Said you found a better climax (Tsh-tsh-ah)
You said he's swagged out (Tsh-tsh-ah), you leave (Tsh-tsh-tsh)
It's like a shot to the back (Tsh-tsh-ah)
Through the nose of a barrel (Tsh-tsh-tsh)
For you don't want to go (Tsh-tsh)
But leave, like it's nothing
I'm in London got my beat from London