Lyrical Breakdown of Vanity - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Vanity" 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 "Vanity" 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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Now look at me, look at me How much vanity you see Now look at me, look at me How much vanity you see I said it ain't on me so I need more bottles ya (Look at me, look at me) Okay these lames gon' see that a nigga ball harder (Look at me, look at me) See I got it to a T 'cause my T cost dollars ya (Look at me, look at me) Still my chain so big can't pop my collar hey (Look at me, look at me) Cold stunna, Rose-gold for something Call Coor's where the share holders ocean eleven Club jumping and its like I got a black heart (Black heart) Ever since I swiped that black card (Black card) And I think that shit was chanting bills Let these niggas know we in the building yea Because I spend these seven bills (seven bills) Tryna give me all their feelings yea All around me are familiar faces Worn out places, worn out faces Bright and early for the daily races Going nowhere, going nowhere Went to school and I was very nervous No one knew me, no one knew me Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson Look right through me, look right through me Now look at me, look at me How much vanity you see yeah yeah Now look at me, look at me How much vanity you see yeah yeah Now look at me, look at me How much vanity do you see yeah yeah Now look at me, look at me How much vanity do you see yeah yeah (I gotta stop smokin') Now look at me, look at me, How much vanity you see? Ya ain't pay up for no pussy but you pay for what she see M.O.B., M.O.B. Yes, as far as I can see But these broads jocking me is validating my conceit Obviously show you rare Don't you wonder why she hit Open bottles, open convos, open wallets, open legs Open cleavage, open eyes, open wide, open thighs, oh be have My old school got more vroom than your new ride Look at me (Look at me) Now he creeping up the street Couple thousand on that V, got you stunting on a G Ran, damn, plan, scheme Just to show you that he got it till they ah ah Must been plottin' while they twattin' Niggas dealin' for these bitches, Niggas dying over profits, Bitches dying for attention, Niggas drop it just to pop 'em Is it really that important, is it really that serious? I'm curious, this feela' shit, we're living for opinions All around me are familiar faces Worn out places, worn out faces Bright and early for the daily races Going nowhere, going nowhere Went to school and I was very nervous No one knew me, no one knew me Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson Look right through me, look right through me Now look at me, look at me How much vanity you see yeah yeah Now look at me, look at me How much vanity you see yeah yeah Now look at me, look at me How much vanity do you see yeah yeah Now look at me, look at me How much vanity do you see yeah yeah Fuckin' up the club now, club now Dose ya on the rose now, rose now They say that fari' pullin' in, pullin' in Watch me make me do me ting, do me ting We fuckin' up the club now, club now Dose ya on the rose now, rose now They say that fari' pullin' in, pullin' in Watch me make me do my ting, do my ting, tweaky