Lyrical Breakdown of Portland - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Portland" 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 "Portland" 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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Murda on the beat, so it's not nice Yeah It's a Habibis ting, ya? Yeah, my side girl got a 5S with the screen cracked Still hit me back right away, better not never hesitate Don't come around thinkin' you gettin' saved Tryna show the dogs brighter days Got a torch, tryna light the way Bitin' everybody, which is ironic 'Cause your next album probably won't ever see the light of day Have fans but you let 'em down But I guess that's how you niggas gettin' down I'm so high up I'm like, "How is niggas really gettin' down?" I could never have a kid, then be out here still kiddin' 'round Boys playin' around, where you really wanna take it now? I got a hundred fifty thousand dollars for an after party And I gave it to the killas just to break it down Bring us up, I never take us down But if you bring me up, then they might take you down Fake fucked with me back then But it's gettin' hard for you to fake it now Fuck bein' rich when I'm 40, man, I'm tryna make it now Hell nah Never let these niggas ride your wave Nope, no way, nah Never let these niggas ride your wave Nope, no way, nah Park the Benz just to the ride the Wraith Skrrt, skrrt Ten million dollars, gotta hide the safe Skrrt, skrrt, oh Michael Phelps with the swim moves Skrrt, skrrt, oh Michael Jordan with the tennis shoes Skrrt, skrrt (Quavo) Young nigga, I invented you Ike Turner with the left hand (Ike) Griselda Blanco with the trap moves (Trappin') Gangland with the right hand (Gang) Undertaker with the tattoos (Tats) Never listen to the class rules (No) Switch it up would be the last move (Let's go) I'm a magnet for bad bitches (Magnet) You got the going out sad bitches I spent a fifty on the chain (Racks) You spent your last fifty (Ugh, cash) I got the key to the streets (Keys) You got the key to defeat (Defeated) I got the key to the warzone (Brrrapt) You got the key to the peace (Ugh) Hell nah Never let these niggas ride your wave Nope, no way, nah Never let these niggas ride your wave Nope, no way, nah Park the Benz just to ride the Wraith Skrrt, skrrt Ten million dollars, gotta hide the safe We gon' go live, we gon' go live, yep (Yeah, yeah) We gon' go live, we gon' go live, yep (Yeah, yeah) Gettin' loose (Yeah) Yeah, off the Henny, 'Roc and a hint of Goose (Yeah) Ocean deep in my swimmin' pool (Yeah, in my pool) Throwin' Dead Prez in my livin' room, yeah Takin' shots, feelin' bulletproof Flood my Rollie, told my bitch, "Let's go snorkelin'!" (Yeah) Out in Portland, tryna get in her organs (Yeah) No, I did not sign with Jay, but I still send a Tidal wave (Yeah) Yeah, I might just go get the fade Buy the du-rag and just tie the waves, yeah It's lit at the crib, you could stay Me and Drake kick like Kid N' Play God, the way that she servin' that cake I gotta sit back and digest (Straight up) I guess, fuck the fuck-shit, I'm biased (Yeah) I mix, double the cup when I stress Got my momma out the basement That's a different type of face lift Free Max B out the bracelets Don't hit us askin' what the wave is Hell nah Never let these niggas ride your wave Nope, no way, nah Never let these niggas ride your wave Nope, no way, nah Park the Benz just to the ride the Wraith Skrrt, skrrt Ten million dollars, gotta hide the safe Skrrt, skrrt, oh Michael Phelps with the swim moves Skrrt, skrrt, oh Michael Jordan with the tennis shoes Skrrt, skrrt, oh Michael Phelps with the swim moves Skrrt, skrrt, oh Michael Jordan with the tennis shoes