Lyrical Breakdown of Bossed Up - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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Time waits for no man You gotta boss up man It's time to stop playing around, being lazy nigga Get up and get to the money nigga Grind nigga Believe in your motherfucking self nigga Motivation bruh Started off with nothing, now I'm bossed up Started in the gutter now I'm bossed up Got it out the mud now I'm flossed up Yeah, all my niggas good, yeah they sauced up Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up I'm bossed up, you don't wanna cross us Bossed up, all my niggas sauced up If you rich then you a gangsta nigga All the tough shit, that ain't gangsta nigga Fuck around and find you in a bodybag I'm just tryna fill out all these moneybags See me, I'm what a drug dealer dream about Fucking bad bitches, backing beamers out If niggas want some smoke we pull them steamers out I be so damn fresh, I cashed the cleaners out See niggas taking shots but I'm so bulletproof I just laugh at 'em, couple Bentley coupe I swear I be so high I gotta loose the roof See niggas gotta lie, they know I'm the truth See where I'm from nobody gives a fuck about you I know rappers, I know trappers, I know real clappers If you ain't getting money nigga then you hustle backwards Choppers on the backseat if you want some action Started off with nothing, now I'm bossed up Started in the gutter now I'm bossed up Got it out the mud now I'm flossed up Yeah, all my niggas good, yeah they sauced up Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up I'm bossed up, you don't wanna cross us Bossed up, all my niggas sauced up Bosses, I'm with bosses I don't care bout what the costs is We ain't tryna take no losses, we don't deal with fake shit often I ain't after go to college, taught my self and now I'm balling Like the summer I went out to New Orleans and came back bossing And if a nigga play me we gone toss 'em I don't touch 'em, I just got to make call They waiting for me to fall but that ain't bout to happen They playing tough but they ain't saying much about the captain My niggas bout that action You [???] your bitch heard about the thing I'm packing I don't care about no fashion, I'm a writer not a rapper No day moving past us, niggas moving backwards I ain't worried bout the pussy I'm just wondering where the cash is I just do it different, I just made my cake the fastest If a nigga tripping get a thing and then we blast it I just rolled some weed and fucked your bitch, thats why I'm laughing It's young Wiz, Taylor Gang Started off with nothing, now I'm bossed up Started in the gutter now I'm bossed up Got it out the mud now I'm flossed up Yeah, all my niggas good, yeah they sauced up Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up I'm bossed up, you don't wanna cross us Bossed up, all my niggas sauced up I might be that nigga that might run your label I might be that nigga put food on your table I might bee that nigga that you see on cable But I'm bossed up so my young nigga might pay you The devil working on me so I'm prayed up Them niggas went to bed so I stayed up How many times I gotta tell you I'm a player King of my city, I might run for mayor Mafia yeah that's that new mafia Niggas see you shining so they copy ya Now they all sitting round plotting on stopping ya But that's when all them bodies popping up I got a dope bitch, she be on some dope shit Your bitch on some hoe shit, she just want the dope dick Coke in her veins now she wanna fuck the whole clique She gone bust it open, she say she can take the whole dick Started off with nothing, now I'm bossed up Started in the gutter now I'm bossed up Got it out the mud now I'm flossed up Yeah, all my niggas good, yeah they sauced up Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up I'm bossed up, you don't wanna cross us (cross us) Bossed up, all my niggas sauced up All my niggas sauced up