Lyrical Breakdown of Elevator - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Elevator" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Eminem weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Elevator" 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 Eminem 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 Eminem's narrative.

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All aboard, okay Next stop, my basement, haha I'll meet you down there There once was a saying that I used to say Back in the day when I met Dre I used to sit and goof on the phone with, my friend proof That if I went gold, I'd go right through the roof He said, "What if you went platinum?" I'd just laugh at him That's not happening, that I can't fathom Eighty something million records worldwide Later I'm living in a house with a fucking elevator Haters getting mad, they done had enough of shady You slay me, nothing you say matters enough to touché me Rappers try to play me, they use Hailie as a ukulele Woopsa-that-a-fuckin'-daisy That's an honour who even she knows dada's fucking crazy Fuckin' animal, coo-coo, bananas, fuckin' apey Maybe it's because I never had a mother raise me Fuck around and throw a baby at another baby You may think it's 'cause of the way that I was brought up But it's all caught up to me now, Karma's is in the waters Every line I ever said has got me in a corner You might think it doesn't creep up on ya, but it all does You wouldn't listen man, I tried to warn ya when you started Now your brains all haunted cause of all the shit you thought of Chainsaw slaughters turn your daughters into sawdust I never thought it'd come to this, I outta just be honest but There once was a saying that I used to say Back in the day when I met Dre I used to sit and goof on the phone with, my friend proof That if I went gold, I'd go right through the roof He said, "What if you went platinum?" I'd just laugh at him That's not happening, that I can't fathom Eighty something million records worldwide Later I'm living in a house with a fucking elevator Sorry Lance, Mr. Lambert and Aiken ain't gonna make it They get so mad, when I call them both fake it's All these fucking voices in my head I can't take it Someone shut that fucking baby up, 'fore I shake it You're standing adjacent to Jason slash leatherface n' Together makes 'em, a fucking bad combination I lashed at the doctor in my last operation Shoved the weiner snitzel up his ass, hopped away some- Body please stop the patient, get the cops to mase him Homie, I'm the shizer, pass Doctor Dre some I can't leave the game, I just can't walk away son No not-a now, not a chance, not today son I can't believe I leave for one breif second And you pussy's queef all over the rap game, naked And use a leaf to wipe up the crap stains, feck it I'll just keep saying the same exact saying, check it There once was a saying that I used to say Back in the day when I met Dre I used to sit and goof on the phone with, my friend proof That if I went gold, I'd go right through the roof He said, "What if you went platinum?" I'd just laugh at him That's not happening, that I can't fathom Eighty something million records worldwide Later I'm living in a house with a fucking elevator Elevator in my house, I'll smell ya later I blew the fuck up, a hamster in a microwave-I Thinkin' about an escalator now, steps, I hate 'em Told the neighbor step away, then I just pepper sprayed 'em Yeah, for every time you ride down the street Or hideout, drive by my house and beep Like now motherfucker, try now to sleep Lie down fucker, try countin' sheep And you're tryna find out, why now there's beef? Mase in your face bitch, cry now pussy This is my house, all nine thousand feet So you can suck my dick with Amy Winehouse's teeth Then I shove 'em in the elevator, take 'em to the top Stand above 'em, just to cut the fucking cable, let 'em drop Walk an hour to the damn refrigerator, get a pop While I let 'em fall all the way to the basement yelling stop! There once was a saying that I used to say Back in the day when I met Dre I used to sit and goof on the phone with, my friend proof That if I went gold, I'd go right through the roof He said, "What if you went platinum?" I'd just laugh at him That's not happening, that I can't fathom Eighty something million records worldwide Later I'm living in a house with a fucking elevator Fucking son of a bitch, I can't believe this shit This must be all that there is, this must be it Fuckin-A even got a biday Wash my ass after I shit with gold toilet paper Dishwasher's so big, when I'm pissed off I can just toss a flying saucer in it This shit's awesome, yeah, fucking elevator Living in a house with a fucking elevator