Lyrical Breakdown of Beautiful Life (feat. Wale) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Beautiful Life (feat. Wale)" 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 "Beautiful Life (feat. Wale)" 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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Uh, love that smoke and that fellatio Ah, she make my dreams come true Shawty make my dreams come true I seen her in the pretty car I seen her pretty ponytail When she pulled up to the crib I seen her pretty pair of heels So I hit her with my street game No, I never ever say my name I did hit her with the phone number But looking in her eyes, recognize when I run up on you Pull her shirt, once again, shawty with this work I'm a different type of nigga coming from the dirt Big truck, bruised up, sucking on her neck Need a nigga to invest so I wrote a cheque My dick rock hard baby seeing your success Freaky nigga pull a yacht, fucking on the deck She said I ate her pussy, if I did then I forgot Or was it a beautiful lie? Or was it a beautiful lie? Or was it a beautiful lie? Or was it a beautiful lie? If I ate her pussy then I forgot She told me a beautiful lie Shawty told me a beautiful lie Shawty told me a beautiful lie And that's something she'd do a lot Shawty told me she was 22 I'm the perfect type of nigga just to run into 305, chillin' for a month or two Five star condo to feel comfortable Collins Ave, lookin' like the old Birdman Or out in Durban, nigga let your fur hang Bird gang, saw 20 of 'em eryday Took her shopping she was slacking on her purse game Blowing 20 then I'm out Not outta money just let the driver know when to bounce Stop by Tootsies for the crab cakes Lap dance by a bitch who still on back page Walking through the door and everybody know her name Dirty game, baby girl, a familiar face She say the way I make her feel, she wanna change her life Or is it a beautiful lie She told me a beautiful lie She told me a beautiful lie She told me a beautiful lie Nigga name in the sky till the day I die You don't gotta lie no more Beautiful lie Beautiful lie Beautiful lie Beautiful lie Beautiful lie Beautiful lie You don't believe yourself, I know that You don't believe yourself Beautiful lie, lie Beautiful lie (We believe in what we wanna believe) You ain't gotta lie no more You ain't gotta lie (Lexicon legend, Ralph) Kick game, ain't the same, what's your name baby? Do me a favor, get your legs out the way and uh I'm getting chains but I do not change Or I got them whips, chains, everything Christ' Grey baby Fifty shades of black, white and one night Put an arch in your back, I'm running in your life, right When your man don't be right Why have a Coke can, when you can have some Dom P right? Yeah, it's only right, double M is intact No hyperbole either, it's gonna hurt when I'm working those thighs Scream like you thinking I'm doing permanent damage And I leave it, you breathin' like you was running some track Breath, breath... something to catch Kitten catch tongue, while you cum you catching a cramp Catch Z's, catch O's, catch 'em again Then I wake up in the morning like fuck am I at? Huh? Where the fuck am I at? Hey, yeah, where the fuck am I at? What the fuck did we do? Shoulda tell your friend to come through Mmm, where the fuck am I at? Where the fuck am I at? What the fuck did we do? You ain't gotta lie no more Beautiful lie Beautiful lie Beautiful lie (Beautiful lies to me) Beautiful lie (Beautiful lies to me) It's alright, beautiful lies to me Beautiful lies to me, to me, to me You ain't gotta lie no more Beautiful lie Beautiful lie Beautiful lie Beautiful lie Beautiful lie Beautiful lie