Lyrical Breakdown of POPSTAR - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "POPSTAR" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how DJ Khaled weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "POPSTAR" 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 DJ Khaled 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 DJ Khaled's narrative.
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Another one (yeah)
DJ Khaled
B- callin' my phone like I'm locked up, nonstop
From the plane to the f- helicopter, yeah
Cops pullin' up like I'm givin' drugs out, nah, nah
I'm a popstar, not a doctor
B- callin' my phone like I'm locked up, nonstop
From the plane to the f- helicopter, yeah
Cops pullin' up like I'm givin' drugs out, nah, nah
I'm a popstar, not a doctor
Ayy, shawty with the long text, I don't talk, ayy (I don't talk)
Shawty with the long legs, she don't walk, ayy (she don't walk)
Yeah, last year, I kept it on the tuck, ayy (tuck, tuck)
2020, I came to f- it up, yeah
I want a long life, a legendary one (yeah)
I want a quick death (yeah)
And an easy one (yeah)
I want a pretty girl (yeah)
And an honest one (yeah)
I want this drink (yeah)
And another one, yeah
And I'm troublesome, yeah
I'm a popstar, but this sh- ain't bubblegum, yeah
You would probably think my manager is Scooter Braun, yeah
But my manager with 20 h- in Buddakan, yeah, ayy
Look, Ariana, Selena, my Visa
It can take as many charges as it needs to, my girl
That sh- platinum just like all of my releases, my girl
N- come for me, I tear them all to pieces, my girl
I'ma show your sexy a- what relief is, my girl
Please don't take no sh-, that's 'bout to have you geekin'
And I'm not drivin' nothin' that I gotta stick the keys in
Wonder how I got this way? I swear I got the...
B- callin' my phone like I'm locked up, nonstop
From the plane to the f- helicopter, yeah
Cops pullin' up like I'm givin' drugs out, nah, nah
I'm a popstar, not a doctor
B- callin' my phone like I'm locked up, nonstop
From the plane to the f- helicopter, yeah
Cops pullin' up like I'm givin' drugs out, nah, nah
I'm a popstar, not a doctor
I'm a popstar, not a doctor, watch her
Say she rep a whole different block, so I blocked her
Busy at the crib, cookin' salmon with the lobster
If we talkin' joints, it's just me and David Foster
Bodyguards don't look like Kevin Costner, you tweakin'
Just pulled up to Whitney Houston, Texas for the evenin'
They tell the same story so much, they start to believe it
The ones that start like, "Drizzy's sh- was cool, but we even"
Man, how the f-?
Two, four, six, eight watches, factory, so they appreciate
Crown in my hand and I'm really playin' keep-away
Sh- don't even usually get this big without a Bieber face
Naw, naw, piece of cake
Naw, naw, Turks and Caic', yeah, yeah
Go and get your friends, we can sneak away, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I keep a, like I keep the faith
Wonder how I got this way? Swear I got the...
B- callin' my phone like I'm locked up, nonstop
From the plane to the f- helicopter, yeah
Cops pullin' up like I'm givin' drugs out, nah, nah
I'm a popstar, not a doctor
B- callin' my phone like I'm locked up, nonstop
From the plane to the f- helicopter, yeah
Cops pullin' up like I'm givin' drugs out, nah, nah
I'm a popstar, not a doctor