Lyrical Breakdown of Lemon (Drake Remix) ft. N.E.R.D., Rihanna - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Lemon (Drake Remix) ft. N.E.R.D., Rihanna" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Drake weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Lemon (Drake Remix) ft. N.E.R.D., Rihanna" 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 Drake 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 Drake's narrative.

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Wait, wait, wait a minute Shout out to them people, people Wait, wait a minute P-p-p-people, people, people Wait, wait a minute Mad ethnic right now I get it how I live it I live it how I get it, y'all don't really get it I pull up in a lemon, blocks get to spinnin' Money 3D printin' Never had a limit, never been religious I just always had opinions My daddy told me, "Listen You better get some money and not die or go to prison" So you see Yeah, I got rich and stayed free Free the dawgs doin' B.I.Ds I know everybody not like me Ayy, got the nerve to want a Bentley for her birthday I said, "Maybe I could rent it for your birthday Matter of fact I need a favor for the remix Maybe I can get some 50s for your birthday" Ayy, get to sneakin' for you, bae Say we talk but we ain't speakin' every day And I know you know what P about to say Bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face Bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face I get it how I live it I live it how I get it Count the motherfuckin' digits I pull up with a lemon Not 'cause she ain't livin' It's just your eyes get acidic And this here ain't a scrimmage Mo'fucker, we ain't finished I told you we won't stop A nigga 'bouta business Like yours, but you rent it Wave hello to the top Nigga the Veyron glide Tell the paparazzi get the lens right Got the window down, top, blowin' la Got the hazards on, only doin' five You can catch me, Rih, in the new La Ferrar' And the truck behind me got arms Yeah, longer than LeBron Just waitin' for my thumb like The Fonz Woo! This beat tastes like lunch But it's runnin' from veneers and it's runnin' from the fronts But everyday, hey, wasn't lemonade I was afraid, once a nigga graduate Would I be okay? So I prayed and I played It's Rihanna, nigga My constellation in space Warp speed, Doctor Spock couldn't chase, nigga Bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face Bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face I get it how I live it I live it how I get it Count the mothafuckin' digits I pull up with a lemon Not 'cause she ain't livin' It's just your eyes get acidic And this here ain't a scrimmage Mo'fucker, we ain't finished I told you we won't stop A nigga 'bouta business Like yours, but you rent it Wave hello to the top Nigga the Veyron glide Tell the paparazzi get the lens right Got the window down, top, blowin' la Got the hazards on, only doin' five You can catch me... Bouncin' around, bouncin' around, bouncin' You can catch me Wait, wait a minute Wait, wait a minute Wait, wait a minute Wait, wait a minute Wait, wait a minute Wait, wait a minute Wait, wait a minute Wait, wait a minute