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'

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'

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'

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'

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)

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)

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