Lyrical Breakdown of Beauty - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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A thousand pieces in a jigsaw of beautiful mistakes The debris of beauty flickers In the sadness of a smile It's the perfection of your imperfection Beauty's when you just got out the shower Hair still drippin', wrapped up in a towel Beauty's when you ready in a hour Them long legs, I call em the Twin Towers You put that arch in it, put your hand on your hip Put your hair in a bun, and you handle the shit Beauty's when the strut compliments sash You know ya booty look good wit ya confident ass (shit) Straight up, but the rest swerve You know it's beauty when the smile is her best curve That's real beauty, no makeup shit The girl you dream about, and wanna wake up with Wait until I'm lookin then you throw it at me Go down on me, then you look up at me Awhh man, that shit right there Probably give your ex nightmares Miss Brooklyn New York I'll give you whatever to get to your heart Know your worth, baby girl, love This Soul Tape shit Enough to make shit, all naturale Put it down, Young Ralph Let's get it Beauty is knowing nobody's real as you Truly condolences for that pairs of shoes Killing the scene, this type of love will make you complete Now roll the weed and get the munchies, she be the cuisine When Im her jeans I'm still in tune with the inner being Her inner thoughts, her worst fears she give to me Beauty is loyalty to the fullest, 'cause cupid made me a target for she had received a bullet For she I get super deep, maybe speed up before I pull out and sex is a weapon But beauty don't need a bullet, beauty is the beauty that her mother gave her May you be guarded by God, me and grandmamas angels It's God given, never complicated A lot of niggas talking, I don't have the heart to say it The heart to tell you they see potential in how you do it I pray you know you're worth from niggas don't notice your beauty, truly You see, beauty isn't a rush It's a process, sometimes it's slow Yeah I mean there's beauty in everything, ya know You just gotta recognize it Shoutout to the people who do And I feel sorry for the people who don't Soul Tape 2!