Lyrical Breakdown of Miss Me - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Miss Me" 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 "Miss Me" 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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I said tell me what's really going on
Drizzy back up in this thing I'm ready, what's happenin'?
Gone for surgery but now I'm back again
I'm 'bout my paper, like a motherfucking scratch and win
World Series attitude, champagne bottle life
Nothin' ever changes, so tonight is like tomorrow night
I will have a model wife, your bitch is as hot as ice
Every time you see me I look like I hit the lotto twice
(Drake you got 'em right)
Yeah I got 'em Bun
I love myself 'cause I swear their life is just not as fun
Neeks got the weed, Hush got a gun
CJ got my credit cards and a lot of ones
Yeah, I'm in the city of the purple sprite
Someone tell Maliah I'm on fire, she should work tonight
Call her King of Diamonds and tell China it'd be worth the flight
I'll be at my table stacking dollars to the perfect height
Work something, twerk something basis
She just tryna make it, so she's right here getting naked
I don't judge her, I don't judge her
But I could never love her, 'cause to her I'm just a rapper
And soon she'll have met another
That's why me and Lil Jaz 'bout to spaz, can you keep up?
I'm just feeling sorry for whoever got to sweep up
Yeah bills everywhere, trill everything
And Drake just stands for, "Do Right And Kill Everything"
I love Nicki Minaj, I told her I'd admit it
I hope one we get married just to say we fucking did it
And girl I'm fucking serious, I'm with it if you with it
'Cause your verses turn me on and your pants are mighty fitted
Ugh, damn, I think you caught me in a moment
Like I catch 'em stealing flows, 'cause I swear I never loaned it
And life ain't a rehearsal, the camera's always rollin'
So come and get a portion of this money that we be blowin'
'Cause it's on
Yeah girl it's on
You know what it is when I finally make it home
I just hope that you miss me a little when I'm gone
Yeah, I just hope you miss me a little when I'm gone
And you just tell me what you down for, anything you down for
I know things have changed, know I used to be around more
But you should miss me a little when I'm gone
I just hope that you miss me a little when I'm gone, gone
Oh shit, motherfucker, goddamn
Kicking bitches out the condo like Pam
Getting money every day, I'm a groundhog
'Bout to scoop your girl up like a ground ball
I walk light so I don't piss the ground off
Man I swear my bitches do it 'til they suck the brown off
Ew, that's nasty
Yes I am Weezy, but I ain't asthmatic
James Bond cologne, honey I put on
Make 'em run and tell their friends, like a marathon
Voice baritone, haters carry on
Beat the pussy up, call me Larry Holmes
Young Money Jerry Sloan, I turn every stone
When she masturbate to me, that's how she learn every song
To the women I condone, better write me when I'm gone
No I'm not that thuggish not that ruggish, but I do pack Bone
Uh, I'm a love machine and I won't work for nobody but you
It's only me and her, 'cause the Bugatti a coupe
It's Blood gang slime, but I parlay with Snoop
I ain't lying I shoot, you don't need signs for proof
Turn you to a vegetable, like you lyin' in soup
And when I'm in the booth, bitch the lion is loose
Man I got so many styles, I am a group
Damn, I'll be gone 'til November
But fuck it I ain't trippin, I know Drizzy gonna kill'em
I'm sticking to the script, like lint on denim
Mama said, "If the rules ain't bent, don't bend 'em"
Real nigga talking, shut the fuck up, hoe
Gotta do it one time for Haiti, what up Zoe?
Weezy F baby and the "F" is for front door
'Cause that's where I bring it, so if you bang it motherfucker
Yeah girl it's on
You know what it is when I finally make it home
I just hope that you miss me a little when I'm gone
Yeah, I hope that you miss me a little when I'm gone
And you just tell me what you down for, anything you down for
I know things have changed, know I used to be around more
But you should miss a little when I'm gone
I just hope that you miss me a little when I'm gone, gone, gone
Uh, yeah, forever in our hearts
JJ, we love you boy, H-Time
I'm gone, when I'm gone, when I'm gone
I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone
I just hope that you miss me, miss me, miss me, miss me
Miss me a little when I'm gone
Miss me a little when I'm gone, gone, gone
Oh woah, oh woah, oh woah