Lyrical Breakdown of Workin - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Workin" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Diddy weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Workin" 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 Diddy 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 Diddy's narrative.

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How you going to get another chance tomorrow I don't hustle like that I hustle like there's There's not a second left You know there's tomorrow I'm hustlin' like there's only one more second left of this hustle Don't bother me, I'm workin' Don't bother me, I'm workin' Don't bother me, I'm workin' Don't bother me, I'm workin' Don't, workin' Can't you see I'm on the phone Bitch go'n don't be comin' over here with shit when I'm (workin') Call me Mr Combs, and I'm 9 digit strong Niggas hating on me but it's not (workin') When I was 19, I walked in the house And I told my momma she could stop (workin') When you niggas used to beatbox on the block Big and D-Rock, they was gettin' that (work in) Then I linked up with some niggas from my hood Who was know for puttin' that (work in) And if your record ain't have it (take that, take that) Nah, then your song, then your song wasn't (workin') Ran into this young Jone, tell her come home She askin' for a check I said, "Bitch is you (workin') Now everytime she call I don't even pick up I just hit her with the text like Don't bother me, I'm workin' Don't bother me, I'm workin' (Yeah put your hands together) Don't bother me, I'm workin' Don't bother me, I'm workin' (Yeah, I ain't finished, I ain't finished) Don't, workin' I do this shit for B.I.G So if you don't like me fuck you and the building, you (work in) If you see us in the club with Cîroc by the tub We ain't have fun, nigga we (workin') In the DJ booth like a independent group like "Look, this the record we (workin')" Play this shit 100 times If you don't we gon' be in here every single night that you (workin') Shout out to my people with a job I hope you don't fall asleep tomorrow when yous (workin') I was knocking on this chick, my partner tap me on the back I turnt around like "Nigga can't you see me, (workin')" She a waitress or a stripper If it's past midnight and she tell you she (workin') And we hustle before we can play So even on Memorial Day, my nigga Don't bother me, I'm workin' Don't bother me, I'm workin' Don't bother me, I'm workin' Don't bother me, I'm workin' Don't, don't bother me, I'm workin' (work) Don't bother me, I'm workin' (work) I can't feel my face Will I live today? Way too many drugs For me to feel your love Looking for some faith I can't stand this place I can't stay in this place We can't stay in this place Don't bother me when I'm working Please don't bother her when she jerkin' It goes down behind these curtains Got to watch out cause these niggas lurkin' Got to watch the block when making these purchase Got to take your girl to find a new surgeon Cause whoever designed that ass it ain't working Order up a shot of vodka still going up Need some blue dot in my cup Cause this shit ain't working No, this shit ain't working oh no no no... You will fuck with the Don I'm talking he world renowned Every single thing right like I traveled through time I come to your city and town But you could not travel through mine All I care about mom and how to get it all, all the time And fuck with me when the card decline Not when you call to call decline Tell that bitch don't fall in love, fall in line Twenty five to life ya I'm going in for real See I'm in the field like center field Everybody want to be the realest Boy it ain't no nigga real as Emmett Till Nice how it pray for real I said my grace before I hit a mil Ain't nobody in my business 'Cept the ones who do the business deals Running shit even when I'm sitting still Yeah bitch, I'm still workin' You got it right I'm still (workin') I call up my girl baby I can't lie this shit not (workin') You went to sleep and woke up And I'm still in the office a nigga been (workin') You've been working forever Your ass still in debt, I guess your work ain't (workin')