Lyrical Breakdown of FUN! - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "FUN!" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Vince Staples weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "FUN!" 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 Vince Staples 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 Vince Staples's narrative.
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One time, circling the block
Lil' buddy got murdered on the flock
Two times, you know how we rock
You know who we knocked on, you know who we shot
You know how we comin', come from nothin', I got
Christian Dior, I'm crippin' Bijoux
Made her uh-oh, let the mission endure
Gave a little money to me, now I want more
Don't be lookin' funny when we come up in the store
My black is beautiful but I'll still shoot at you, dawg
2Pac, death tells all
Watch out for the niggas in the Lakewood Mall
Bitch, you touch, Nobu brunch
No bit change, no blue Chucks
Just big things, cuz gon' bust
Cuz sure bust, but we ain't on one
We just wanna have fun
We don't wanna fuck up nothin'
We don't wanna fuck up nothin'
Fun, we don't wanna fuck up nothin'
And we don't give a fuck 'bout nothin'
We just wanna have fun
We don't wanna fuck up nothin'
We don't wanna fuck up nothin'
Fun, we don't wanna fuck up nothin'
And we don't give a fuck about nothin'
We just wanna have fun
I'm so Norfy, my loves go viral for me
Ride slow, hop out, get hyphy
Think I know why he no like me
He broke, we know, sitch
He told, he on print
Black and white like old flicks
We blam, these bands like goldens, I'm hopeless
Give me all the money in my hand
Type of money pop a rubber band
Miss with the glitz and the glam
Fried catfish at The Ritz in Japan
Yeah, kickin' baby, tell me when to go (Tell me when to go)
Tweakin', I'ma leave him on the floor (Leave him on the floor)
Ricky in the ally adiós
But we don't want the smoke
We just wanna have fun
We don't wanna fuck up nothin'
We don't wanna fuck up nothin'
Fun, we don't wanna fuck up nothin'
And we don't give a fuck 'bout nothin'
We just wanna have fun
We don't wanna fuck up nothin'
We don't wanna fuck up nothin'
Fun, we don't wanna fuck up nothin'
And we don't give a fuck about nothin'
We just wanna have fun
Mack a bitch down, mack a bitch down (Mack a bitch)
Mack a bitch down, mack a bitch down (Mack a bitch)
Mack a bitch down, mack a bitch down (Mack a bitch)
Mack a bitch down, mack a bitch down (Mack a bitch)
We don't need no suckers in this bitch
We just wanna have fun, we just (Wanna have fun, what's happenin'?)
We don't need no suckers in this bitch
We just wanna have fun, we just (Wanna have fun, what's happenin'?)
Mack a bitch down, mack a bitch down (Mack a bitch)
Mack a bitch down, mack a bitch down (Mack a bitch)
Mack a bitch down, mack a bitch down (Mack a bitch)
Mack a bitch down, mack a bitch down (Mack a bitch)
We don't need no suckers in this bitch
We just wanna have fun, we just (Wanna have fun, what's happenin'?)
We don't need no suckers in this bitch
We just wanna have fun, we just (Wanna have fun, what's happenin'?)
FN57, get down on a nigga
FN57 and them M's, not heaven