Lyrical Breakdown of Slow Down - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Slow Down" 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 "Slow Down" 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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I wanna be your number one fan
But from the stage know it's hard to see way up in the stands
I understand but damn (x2)
Wishing I could be that one man
But you juggling way too many of them all with one hand
I understand but damn (x2)
Yeah, slow down baby let me be your yellow light
The way we met was wrong, let me say hello right
You need a mellow night a break from this ghetto life
The way I roll make them haters wanna yell them dice
She said what matters is that you keep her stilettos nice
And when you slap this ass, it shake like jello right?
Well alright, roll them cigarillos tight
I nicknamed her baked chicken and yellow rice
Pretty brown skin, long blonde hair
And she know they talking but she never gon' care
Cause when you balling trash talk is what you gon' hear
I can't imagine what'll fall upon Lebron's ear
Always been the girl that didn't have to wait in line
Niggas buy her watches just for making time
Face say give it up, never had to ask
They call her the stick up girl that never wore a mask
Baby, ain't you tired of life in this fast lane?
Packing luggage rushing tryna catch that last plane
There's some dudes who take pride in tryna gas dames
Them same dudes would see her and give their last names
Funny how I became the apple of her eye
The game went south and I'm a rapper from NY
Don't get me wrong lil mama love Trap or Die
But through it all she kept a watch on the dapper guy
And fell in love with a 2009 verse
She say before we met I fucked her in her mind first
We crossed paths, a mixture of karma and luck
I walked in strong mentally palming my nuts
I got em swarming her stuck, she calm in the cut
You know me, I could spot a swan from a duck
My approach, smoother than an Armani tux
The diamonds going off, like the alarm on a truck
The small talk warming her up, she palming her cup
She told me that I make her laugh and I'm charming as fuck
But for now she had to go, the chat just quickly changed
She was chilling now she leaving I mean that was kinda strange
Asked can we meet again? She said that can be arranged
And I'm sure we both have phone numbers that can be exchanged
We did, she slid, that'll be explained
But for now she just hopped into a platinum colored Range
See baby, see you gotta get your mind
Right while there's still time left
You know life is more than VIP sections and flight confirmations
Jumping star to star got your own constellation
I ain't tryna save you, shit, maybe I am
Never follow your heart, sure to lose your mind
If you never follow your heart
You need to slow down (yeah baby you need to slow down, yeah)
You need to slow down (yeah baby you need to slow down, yeah)
Slow down
You need to slow down
You need to slow, you need to slow, you need to slow down
You need to slow, slow
Baby for real you need to slow it on, slow it down