Lyrical Breakdown of Fascinated - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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Such a cloudy day, uh

Help me' Lord

Yeah

Oh, Lord

Hold ya head, nigga

Lord, Lord

Oh, Lord

What's a hundred grand to a young nigga?

My dog doin' twenty as a young nigga

I'm prayin' for his son, he's a young nigga

Strapped with my gun as a young nigga

Hundred round' nigga, hangin' out a Chevrolet (Huh)

Just a young nigga tryna see my fuckin' pay (Ahh)

My daddy caught a bus, never lookin' back

Got me standin' in the rain, first fifty pack (Woo)

It's never been the same, now I'm gettin' stacks

Tattooed names on a nigga back (Black)

Rest in peace, nigga, to my lil' niggas ('Nut)

Rest in peace, dyin' as a lil' nigga (P-Nut)

Buried like a soldier, he's a true nigga (P-Nut)

Throw the flag on his casket, he's a true nigga (P-Nut)

You pussy niggas talkin' like you knew niggas

Young niggas, y'all some new niggas

Candy paint fascinate a young nigga (Huh)

Gold watches fascinate a young nigga (Huh)

Fine bitches fascinate a young nigga (Yeah)

They just wanna assassinate a young nigga (Woo)

They wanna give you five (Five), wanna give you ten (Ten)

Fifteen (Fifteen), send you back again (Damn)

Gave my dog life, said he was a killa (Killa)

Conspiracy for me 'cause I run with dealers (Whoa)

Gave a nigga thirty, he converted Muslim (Inshallah)

Top down, nigga, got them bitches lookin' (Inshallah)

Real nigga, Gs on my belt buckle (Huh)

Huggin' on my mama 'cause niggas don't love ya (I love ya)

Cold pistol, nigga, cold bullets (I love ya)

Shout out to my dog, he gon' pull it

I put that on my soul, that's on everythang

I put that on my soul, that's on everythang (Maybach Music)

Candy paint fascinate a young nigga (Huh)

TV fascinate a young nigga (Huh)

Yella hoes fascinate a young nigga

Hey, hey

I be cryin' in my car, nigga

Nightmares of dyin' in my car, nigga (I ain't lyin')

I just wanna stack my meatloaf

I just wanna keep my heat close (I got it)

I heard a nigga killed his self

I'ma ride 'til it's all gone

Uh, I'ma ride 'til it's all gone

Rest in peace to the trill

Rest in peace to the real

Straight from me, nigga will

And believe me, a nigga will

Maybach Music

Whoa

I know you goin' through some thangs, nigga

I got chills goin' up my arm

My nigga gone

Pussy nigga, I'm independent

Pussy nigga, I want every pendant

Keep your business, keep your phones, nigga

I'm tryna do my own, nigga

Keep them pussy-boys from 'round me, nigga (Oh Lord)

Keep all pussy-boys from 'round me, nigga (Please, Jesus)

I'm scared, these pussy-boys surroundin', nigga

I'm so real, I'm so real

I feel alone, nigga, all alone (I'm so alone)

I feel alone, nigga, all alone

Candy paint fascinate a young nigga (Young nigga)

Gold watches fascinate a young nigga (I got 'em all)

Fine bitches fascinate a young nigga (I want 'em all)

They just wanna assassinate a young nigga

What's a hundred grand to a young nigga?

My dog doin' twenty as a young nigga

I'm prayin' for his son, he's a young nigga

Strapped with my gun as a young nigga

Candy paint fascinate a young nigga

Gold watches fascinate a young nigga

Fine bitches fascinate a young nigga

They just wanna assassinate a young nigga