Lyrical Breakdown of Focused - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Focused" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Wale weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Focused" 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 Wale 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 Wale's narrative.
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Shawty, no joking
And I'm hoping, if not slowing
Gotta just keep on rollin'
I'm joking (youngboy moving fast)
And I'm hoping (granted that I don't crash)
(All I know is) I'm not slowing
Gotta just keep on rolling
Gotta keep at it, gotta stay focused
Moving fast
And I'm hoping, granted I don't crash
All I know is I'm not slowing
Gotta just keep on rolling
Gotta keep at it, gotta stay focused
Pulling up once, I'mma lit mine up
Fill up the plug, let me light my blunt
And I don't really know what the f-cks in my cup
But a couple shots of it got a nigga unstuck
I'm just here to have a good time
A lil white chick, a lil white wine
Outta town, spent a couple nights at chows
Smoking weed in the suites, til we out of towels
And don't bother me, high shit for my broccoli
Fly shit for no goddamn reason and Ya'll aight but y'all not like me
It's MMG and thats my clique
Thats BOA see thats my set
MY CDG shit match my kicks
An apostrophe I'm behind that S
Or that Black beemer, black to pick me up
Back wood, the tree I'm ashing out?, I'm kickin my raps good
With or without sales I'm killing these blackheads my rap is Noxema
haha, light it up for a nigga, one or two hoes aint enough for a nigga
One or two bottles aint enough for a nigga
Redberry everywhere got Puff gettin'jealous
One night love, I'mma need that
He could own that, shawty, I'ma lease that
I'ma put you in the game where your cleats at
I'mma sign that work and release that
I don't be where the crowds or police at
I just be where the cash and the freaks at
Smoking Green Bay nigga, I'm a cheesehead
In a Lambo, see me with the G's at
$10K in my camos, word. 10 Js and I can't move
Shades LV was a little dough
Going hard for the days I was piss poor
And go hard cause I feel it's only right to
Maybach. G.O.O.D music, the right move
Girls say everything that I write smooth
F-ck rap, I'm getting pussy off of Haiku
One time for the girls with the right shoes
F-ckin with a dude probably the right move
Two times for the chicks with the right back
If it's right tonight, I might bite that
3 times, show me your peace sign
Not with your hand girl, open your knees out!
Look, money will leap out, ttuntin when we out
Double MG, OUT!