Lyrical Breakdown of Obsessed - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Obsessed" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Gucci Mane weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Obsessed" 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 Gucci Mane 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 Gucci Mane's narrative.
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I guess shorty mad he don't got you no more
So just like Pinocchio, his nose gon' grow
Gucci Mane, Mariah Carey, bling, blaow, wow
I wish I had a lie detector test right now (right now)
He hit my girl, word? (Word)
Oh, that's what you heard? (Heard)
He know he a bird, I know he a nerd
Catch me in the A with a bad yellow bone
9, 10, 11, 12 diamond chains on
All up in the blogs sayin' we met at the bar
When I don't even know who you are
Sayin' we up in your house, sayin' I'm up in your car
But you in L.A. and I'm out at Jermaine's
I'm up in the A, you're so, so lame
And no-one here even mentions your name
It must be the weed, it must be the E
'Cause you be poppin', hood, you get it poppin', ooh-woah
Why you so obsessed with me? Boy, I wanna know
Lying that you're sexing me when everybody knows
It's clear that you're upset with me, oh-oh-oh (damn, damn)
Finally found a girl that you couldn't impress (huh)
Last man on the earth, still couldn't get this (huh)
You're delusional, you're delusional
Boy, you're losing your mind (crazy)
It's confusing, yo, you're confused, you know
Why you wasting your time? (Ha)
Got you all fired up with your Napoleon complex
Seeing right through you like you're bathing in Windex, oh, oh, oh
Boy, why you so obsessed with me?
So, oh, oh, oh, oh
So, oh, oh, oh, oh (and all my ladies sing)
So oh, oh, oh, oh (yeah)
So, oh, oh, oh, oh (and all my girls say)
O-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o (obsessed) (ha, ha)
O-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o (obsessed) (ha, ha, it's big Gucci)
O-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o (obsessed)
O-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o (obsessed)
If you sexy and you fine, baby, put your hands up
And tell your ex-boyfriend to get his bands up
Stop lyin' on your stick, homeboy, man up
All my real get money ballers, stand up (huh, huh)
You see her with the kid, you know what it is (Gucci)
If the girl flawless, you what we did (burr)
Shorty stay fresh (fresh)
Got 'em obsessed
Simply 'cause she blessed (blessed)
You know she the best, yes (yes)
You on your job, you hatin' hard
Ain't gon' feed you, I'ma let you starve (ha)
Graspin' for air, I'm ventilation
You out of breath, hope you ain't waitin'
Tellin' the world how much you miss me
But we never were, so why you trippin'?
You a mom and pop, I'm a corporation
I'm the press conference, you a conversation, ooh-woah, oh-oh
Why you so obsessed with me? Boy, I wanna know
Lying that you're sexing me, when everybody knows
It's clear that you're upset with me, oh-oh-oh
Finally found a girl that you couldn't impress
Last man on the earth, still couldn't get this
You're delusional, you're delusional
Boy, you're losing your mind (crazy)
It's confusing, yo, you're confused, you know
Why you wasting your time? (Huh, huh)
Got you all fired up with your Napoleon complex (huh, huh)
Seeing right through you like you're bathing in Windex, oh, oh, oh
Boy, why you so obsessed with me?
So, oh, oh, oh, oh
So, oh, oh, oh, oh (and all my ladies sing)
So oh, oh, oh, oh (it's Gucci)
So oh, oh, oh, oh (and all my girls say)
O-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o (obsessed)
O-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o (obsessed)
O-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o (obsessed) (oh, oh, oh)
O-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o (obsessed)
Ooh-woah (hey, he's all up in my George Foreman)
Why you so obsessed with me? Boy, I wanna know
Lying that you're sexing me, when everybody knows
It's clear that you're upset with me, oh-oh-oh
Finally found a girl that you couldn't impress
Last man on the earth, still couldn't get this
You're delusional, you're delusional