Lyrical Breakdown of Round - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Round" 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 "Round" 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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Yeah man, real talk New York Yeah man, street fitted, damn Yeah man Round and round and round and round (whoa) Round and round and round and round (whoa) Round and round and round and round (whoa) Round and round and round and round (whoa) And they say what comes around goes around So a cristal rolls ya down 'til it slows ya down, whoa I got a smoother style for me it's slow motion like Juvenile 'Til I pass through ya areas, the SLR Class lookin' serious, they has to be curious You never seen one of the Nastiest lyricist Speed through like he in the fast and the furious Like pharrell, we stand on bars Girls on us like a fan on stars Five hundred grand on cars, you'll see a man on Mars Before a nigga lay a hand on ours (yeah) Catch me in a diamond chain and a thick Cuban In the piece lookin' somethin' like Rick Rubin Put a grin on you face, then spin in you waist The world look like it's spinnin' in space Whoa, whoa, slow down mami Uh uh, you betta keep up daddy I show you how to get ya roll on All ya gotta do is hold on, and it goes Round and round and round and round (whoa) Round and round and round and round (whoa) Round and round and round and round (whoa) Round and round and round and round (whoa) What comes around goes back around again And niggaz gon' act up now again And what goes up must come down And I'll be here like what's up now? I do the yankee rockin' wit a lean (mm) Know ya can't knock it when you clean (mm) Girls want me on they ass like back pockets on the jeans I just try to plug into the socket in between Then watch me do my step At the same time throwin' up who I rep Street fit-t-t-ed damn, no other way to put it to you ma'am But the look'll say d-d-damn I can throw down like a Killa Put slugs and banana clips that'll slow down gorillas, girl Move like you in a hula hoop Then blow me like you tryin' to cool ya soup, I'm hot Whoa, whoa, slow down mami Uh uh, ya betta keep up daddy I show you how to get you roll on All you gotta do is hold on, and it goes Round and round and round and round (whoa) Round and round and round and round (whoa) Round and round and round and round (whoa) Round and round and round and round (whoa) I'm lookin' for a ten cent wifey cool as a ten cent icey That'll fit in Vince nicely Let 'em get close (whoa) tell 'em play dimmy Imma get swazy, you can get ghost Well, F A Beezy, F A Sheezy To the press suite at the F O Ceezy I'm lookin' at you (yeah man) you lookin' at me (yeah man) Slow down ma, ya speedin' again (uh) You can put the top down and blow weed in the wind But for now, let yo hips go to this (oh) Betta yet, let your lips blow a kiss (oh) When I dip low and flip, show the wrist It looks like a froze hypno and Cris (whoa, whoa) And I'm in amazin' shape with the D R flag on a bathe of apes Whoa, whoa, slow down mami Uh uh, ya betta keep up daddy I show you how to get your roll on All ya gotta do is hold on, and it goes Round and round and round and round (whoa) Round and round and round and round (whoa) Round and round and round and round (whoa) Round and round and round and round