Lyrical Breakdown of Want Me Dead - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Want Me Dead" 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 "Want Me Dead" 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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Expect me, n-, like you expect Jesus to come back Expect me, n-, I'm comin' Your ex like Pocahontas Whatever happen, I'ma get money I'm a Thriller n-, f- my conscience These foreign shoes, f- my bunions (okay) We done made a hundred bands on Sunday And I ain't goin' to Magic Monday Put the d- in her ass like crunches I came from shootin' Cee-lo in the dungeon I'm tired of makin' it rain, I'd much rather go buy me a plane (okay) I had to call 'em to stop up the sink (okay) Whole lotta tried to go down the drain (ha, okay) First hundred thousand, I went made a strain I was ridin' behind Gucci in a red Mulsanne That was back in '09 before the fame came (okay) I had a check 'fore the rap check came (okay) I put baguettes on this sh-, I just blanked I don't four-four, make the check Houdini B-, you cheated, don't speak when you see me I'm in the Turbo S, no GP I'm gettin' head from Ch-, I meant CC My n- ain't even tryna hit sweetie (nah) That b- turn me off, no kizzy (no kizzy) I told my ex, "Don't call, I'm busy" (oh) I just told my new one she gotta trust me (gotta trust me) She love all my friends 'cause they love me (love) Everything you do and everything you say is stuck with me You're lovin' me, yeah I told my brother, "Take this watch, because I'm vulnerable" I let her get away with murder when I fall in love I told 'em, "Ante up the chips, because they know it's us" I told my n-, "f- them n-, 'cause it's f- us" They want me dead, they want me dead If I had one wish, I'd bring my n- back from the dead I'm sippin' codeine, this ain't no red, dawg I'm up but came from the struggle, duckin' red dogs, uh I keep that fire on me everywhere (21) It's one n- talk on the internet But when we turn on his block, he ain't ever there (on 21) All them lil' boys be tryna act gangster That's why when they die, I don't ever care (on 21) We in the middle of summer, but, n- We steppin', this sh- feel like February (p-) Yellow diamonds, they canary Came from the bottom and I made it to the other side Nah, I ain't use no fairy (facts) Opps be smokin' on n- they ain't step on Them n- funny, Jim Carrey (straight up) Stones in my ear, they VVS certified B-, I can't hear you clearly (on God) Big 4L, we ain't beefin' 'bout h-, n- Don't bring that sh- near me (21) Leave your phone when you step I drop the bag, your secret is kept (21) Opps cliqued up, they needed some help Got too much money, I hired a chef Get me mad enough, I do it myself (21) Y'all n- p-, it's all on your breath (21) Go against me, that sh- bad for your health Where he stayin' is the same place he left (21) I told my brother, "Take this watch, because I'm vulnerable" (Take this watch from me) I let her get away with murder when I fall in love (yeah) I told 'em, "Ante up the chips, because they know it's us" (Because they know) I told my n-, f- them n-, 'cause it's f- us" (I told my n-, n-) They want me dead, they want me dead (dead, they want me dead) If I had one wish, I'd bring my n- back from the dead I'm sippin' codeine, this ain't no red, dog (codeine, no red, no) I'm up but came from the struggle, duckin' red dogs, uh (Metro)