Lyrical Breakdown of Find Ya Wealth - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Find Ya Wealth" 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 "Find Ya Wealth" 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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Crime, life, bitches, money, time For my Braveheart's, my Braveheart's Uh, uh, uh, what, what, what? One time, two times From "Breaking Atoms" to "Illmatic", to goin' platinum Shit did change course since rippin' it with Main Source Nine-one, nine-two, time flew Out of the blue, time for a new young king to rule Younger frame, older state of mind Find my name on a page in your Qu'ran, I learned that, in '89 When I was slingin' cocaine and baby nine Put it in rap and I gave ya'll a way to rhyme God guides us, from public assistance to high rises Condos, houses where y'all can't find us Move on your cliques in silence, and wet it up My meal everyday was a slice and 7-Up Took advice from a street legend Identities have been changed, to protect the innocent Witnessin' niggas mistakes, visits at niggas wakes 'Cause jealousy infiltrates and seals your fate Look way deep inside yourself Discover the diamond inside, find ya wealth Once you get it, you gotta live it the limit Niggas never wanna see you with it, fuck them tho' Niggas can't come close enough to touch the dough The lifestyle I live is untouchable So we clutch a few, guns that'll touch your crew 'Cause we learned to do what the hustlers do Different ways to come out the hood, in cuffs or a casket Or crazy, or shootin' three pointer baskets Or maybe, it's the rap shit, all type of tactics We use to get dough, some choose kickin' in doors I asked a Reverend, my mother and a best friend Less than ten years ago for me to get dough What y'all recommend is either dope weed or blow 'Cause high school was slow, and jewelry was hot Duckin' truancy cops, trains I hopped, to make it downtown Cisco in my veins, pissed between trains Canal Street, just lookin' at rings Outside through a glass, went in the store and asked how much it cost Korean man brushin' me off For some other big time customer, probably a hustler Who looked down at my small chain and chuckled up I said, "I'll be just like you soon, motherfucker, what?" Look way deep inside yourself Discover the diamond inside, find ya wealth Once you get it, you gotta live it the limit Niggas never wanna see you with it, fuck them tho' Niggas can't come close enough to touch the dough The lifestyle I live is untouchable So we clutch a few, guns that'll touch your crew 'Cause we learned to do how the hustlers do To them niggas who get life and throw a smile at the judge Wildest thugs, who blow trial, exiled from the hood Keepin' bitches, comin' through on visits You will survive, them weak freaks think you finished You first time in, you known for poppin' your toast By your third year in you, forgotten by most Niggas' wife cut them out of they life, niggas don't write Friends actin' like they don't be gettin' your kites It be ill, niggas comin' home and no time to get killed Not even home a month and they get peeled Backwards in they own backyard or in the park One to the head, two to the heart, you should be smart in the projects Who gon' die next? Hoodrats know who let the gats blow and who keep cashflow Like the niggas know the rats, with some good asshole Blunts be a good-ass roll while passin' your 'dro Look way deep inside yourself Discover the diamond inside, find ya wealth And once you get it, you gotta live it the limit Niggas never wanna see you with it, fuck them tho' Niggas can't come close enough to touch the dough The lifestyle I live is untouchable So we clutch a few, guns that'll touch your crew 'Cause we learned to do how the hustlers do Feel me? One time, huh, two times, uh, uh, uh What, what, what? Uh, uh, uh