Lyrical Breakdown of Live Fast, Die Young - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Live Fast, Die Young" 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 "Live Fast, Die Young" 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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And I wanna show you how you all look like beautiful stars tonight (Beautiful stars tonight) You've got the feeling Oh you sounding good I've got the sign They say we can't be livin' like this for the rest of our lives What, we gon' be livin' like this for the rest of tonight And you know they gon' be bangin' this shit for rest of our lives So live fast and die young, (live fast) Live fast and die young, (die young) Live fast and die young (live fast) (Die young) Livin' fast now it's all linen rags (Uh) Hard headed but my top peelin' back Tinted glass on my '57, nigga wit' a attitude (Me) Young and radical, methods are mathematical (Ha) Let my convertible marinade on the avenue Mommy that's half a million, I'm livin' la vida happy though Die young but fuck it, we flew first class Turned you to a rich bitch buy you first class Up in this bitch and we lit up like a screen Every time we hit the charts niggas shoot up like a 'feign (Unn) Stuntin' like we printin' money wit' machines Which you see me wavin' Visorone Constantine (Uh) Like Mike my spikes they all white Twenty fo' carat gold, baby carats worth of ice Ice insured, fuck life insurance I live for the moment and put a bullet on it (Boss) Got the club rockin' like a fuckin' boat I'm the pirate on this ship, all you mates got to go The party over here, everybody over here You know the word travel fast, everybody know we here (Yeah) Bottles over here, even spread it over there All the models over here but they swallow everywhere (Yeah) She came to party like it's 19-99 If she died on my dick She would live through my rhymes For all my young ladies that's drivin' Miss Daisy Drivin' me crazy, rock the beat baby! Hop up out the 'eer, she beat up the payment I don't give a 'eer, baby he crazy I'm back by unpopular demand, Least he still poppin' in Japan Shoppin' in Milan, hoppin' out the van Screams from the fans "Yeezy, always knew you'd be on top again" And we 'bout to hit Jacob the jeweler So I could be like Slick Rick and rule ya Dr. Martin Louis the King Jr. And I'm a never let the dream turn to Kruegers My outfit's so disrespectful You could gon' ahead and sneeze 'cause my presence blessed you I mean, we walked in this bitch so stylish Niggas done mistook me for my stylist And I know it's superficial and ya say it's just clothes But we shoppin' in that motherfucker and they just closed So go ahead and just pose When she walked up out the dressin' room The store just froze And I know, they trying to get their cool back And them ghetto bitches hollin' "How you do that?" So they could never say we never lived it And if I see Biggie tonight I loved every minute They say we can't be livin' like this for the rest of our lives Well, we gon' be livin' like this for the rest of tonight And you know they gon' be bangin' this shit for rest of our lives So live fast and die young, Live fast and die young, Live fast and die young Peter piper pickin' peppers, Rick pitched poems My leather long enough to keep a thick bitch warm When her ass is enormous Abs abnormal and tans in the morning on sands in California Seems like we gettin' money for the wrong things Look around Maserati's for the whole team Look at Haiti, children dyin' 'round the clock nigga I sent a hundred grand but that's a decent watch nigga I'm gettin' better 'cause it would've leased the drop nigga I'm a get my money right just watch nigga She had a miscarriage I couldn't cry though 'Cause you and I know she was only my side hoe (Un) I got 'em catchin' amnesia Time to pull my fuckin' minks out the freezer See the links and you just think Jesus I'm hot till a day a day freezes Young and radical, methods are mathematical I multiplied my money through different avenues Took many to awards Shook never before and for my mother I applaud Ms. Afeni Shakur Ice insured, fuck life insurance Three bad bitches, dope come concurrent Still, you know the dope won't stop If I die today bury me in a dope ass watch They say we can't be livin' like this for the rest of our lives Well, we gon' be livin' like this for the rest of tonight And you know they gon' be bangin' this shit for rest of our lives So live fast and die young, Live fast and die young, Live fast and die young Hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey