Lyrical Breakdown of Black Girl Lost (feat. JoJo Hailey) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Black Girl Lost (feat. JoJo Hailey)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Nas feat. Jo Jo Hailey weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Black Girl Lost (feat. JoJo Hailey)" 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 Nas feat. Jo Jo Hailey 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 Nas feat. Jo Jo Hailey's narrative.

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Hello? What's up, girl? Ain't nothing, this nigga in here stressing Talking that old off the wall, back to Africa shit again What? That God Body shit? Yeah, that dumb shit I'm trying to get up outta here I hear that, but yo, you know the spot is pumping tonight Word, for real, where? You know, where the real niggas is popping the Cristal Not that White Star Haha! Word, where the real niggas at? Listen, to reason Pretty baby, baby, listen A young, wild, beautiful love child You like 'em thug style, link rocking, then mink copping Hit you on the sink, a hundred dollar drink popping The head'll make you take 'em shopping, a foul doctrine Reminiscent of my first time up in a chick You was innocent, but now you rent-a-dick, wear the tightest shit Chanel, looking real, airbrushed nails Hit the gym, hit the scales, heaven-sent but negligent (so fine) To see ya prophecy, your ebony tone is locking me The way you moan make me daydream of you on top of me Wishing I could be the one man But you juggle way too many Willies all in one hand You wanna run up in clubs, getting rubbed on Niggas pull your hair, shake your fat rear, get your fuck on Following week, you back there, but what you stuck on? Weed, clowns and cars Puffing with some lil' nigga, husband not knowing she's out Could you believe Eve, Mother Earth of the seas Niggas thirst you, you just let 'em hurt you and leave What up, ma? Fronting like you naive Push your man's whip, calling police when you flip Can't understand it, yo, it should be a throne for us But for now, that's a whole different zone from us, word Diamonds all shining, looking all fine Pretty little face, get a little high Young girl struggling, trying to survive (trying to survive) Mother of the Earth, she made you and I Just tired of playing the same ol' games Messing with my mind, emotional things (messing with my mind) (And there goes, a black girl, lost) Like Isis, he got your heart broke and felt lifeless Grow up, girl, instead, you want revenge so now you act the nicest To who'sever getting down and trifless To get his mind, all you do is give him something priceless 'Cause in time, he'll realize the thighs is all he needs More than weed, then you hit him off with lies and greed There you go again, starting wars, making me more yours Seem to get a kick out of keeping me on all fours Face glistening, I'm addicted to you Original, Wisdom Body got me picturing you Igloos of ice tricking on you You never listen to this nigga spending Franklins on tennis anklets Must've had a bad deal in the past, though Can't even keep it real with a nigga with cash flow Say men are all the same, what we need to do is break this chain You got a job part-time and school's your night thing With dreams to settle down, it ain't far from now You getting interviewed, but your boss is into getting screwed Typical day that the black girl sees Coming home wanting more from a college degree Diamonds all shining, looking all fine Pretty little face, you get a little high Young girl struggling, trying to survive (trying to survive) Mother of the Earth, she made you and I Just tired of playing the same ol games Messing with my mind, emotional things (messing with my mind) (And there goes a black girl lost) Where are you focused? On legit niggas and where the coke is Nice and Thug Life niggas, yo, you seem hopeless Your value, too much to be measured, I wonder how you Could ever be played, your pussy worth gold amounting to More than the world, but not knowing nothing about you You leaving the crib, taking all your kids out to Drop 'em off, letting some nigga knock you off So hot and soft, that's the same thing that got you lost Growing up seeing it, it should remind you, you being lied to Everything that move be inside you Sacred as you are, left with these wannabes to guide you I watched you, hard to knock you, I tried not to They spot you out dancing topless in your drawers Damn, look, there goes a black girl lost You should be ashamed of yourself The way you carry yourself The way you hang out all night long Doing silly things that is wrong Black girl lost