Lyrical Breakdown of Think Out Loud - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Think Out Loud" 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 "Think Out Loud" 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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One for that money, two for jamano Three for don't try me and four for that bankroll Five for the bloods, six if you're ready Seven for that paper, eight for that fetty Ayyyy, wooooahhhhh Bloods say, ayyyyy, woaaaahhhh Don't mind me I'm just thinkin' out loud My head in the clouds, my voice in the crowd, ohhh Biscuit, eatin' bastard, I'm Casper I'm a walkin' cloud, I'm a disaster Play me (?) rafter, then we laughed her Gotti came with me, He's a bastard Speed shoot it good, he work magic I got plastic, and she wrap it At any given time it can be your tragic And at any given time I use that plastic Banana clips, we donkeys, we monkeys This weed that I smoke, it cost a little somethin', call it somethin' But don't mind me, this is my moment One for that money, two for jamano Three for don't try me and four for that bankroll Five for the bloods, six if you're ready Seven for that paper, eight for that fetty Ayyyy, wooooahhhhh Bloods say, ayyyyy, woaaaahhhh Don't mind me I'm just thinkin' out loud My head in the clouds, my voice in the crowd, ohhh Baby, get on your knees and clap your ass for us And we clear them hoes, go get some mans for us, no homo And we dead like 'em ho when they got some zans for us My little ghetto hoes, we like the kids who stand for us Them bitches call me Thugger, baby Niggas wanna fuck with us, but they have no rubbers baby Take them heels off, gone put on them customs, baby Oops, damn, I thought you was the other baby Nicki calling my phone, I'm finna go back and forth Meanwhile I'm at the spot with your ho going back and forth Yes I adore (?) her One for that money, two for jamano Three for don't try me and four for that bankroll Five for the bloods, six if you're ready Seven for that paper, eight for that fetty Ayyyy, wooooahhhhh Bloods say, ayyyyy, woaaaahhhh Don't mind me I'm just thinkin' out loud My head in the clouds, my voice in the crowd, ohhh