Lyrical Breakdown of Flashing Lights - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Kanye West feat. Dwele weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Flashing Lights" 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 Kanye West feat. Dwele 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 Kanye West feat. Dwele's narrative.

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Flashing lights, lights, lights, lights Flashing lights, lights, lights, lights Flashing lights, lights, lights, lights Flashing lights, lights, lights, lights She don't believe in shooting stars, but she believe in shoes and cars Wood floors in the new apartment, couture from the store's department You more like the love to start shit, I'm more of the trips to Florida Order the hors d'oeuvre, views of the water Straight from the page of your favorite author And the weather so breezy, man, why can't life always be this easy? She in the mirror dancing so sleazy, I get a call like, "Where are you Yeezy?" Try to hit you with a ol-wu-wopte, 'till I get flashed by the paparazzi Damn, these niggas got me I hate these niggas more than the Nazis As I recall, I know you love to show off But I never thought that you would take it this far What do I know? (Flashing lights, lights, lights, lights) What do I know? (Flashing) know? (Lights, lights, lights, lights) I know it's been a while, sweetheart We hardly talk, I was doing my thing I know I was foul, baby, A-bay lately, you been all on my brain And if somebody would've told me a month ago, fronting though, yo, I wouldn't wanna know If somebody would've told me a year ago, it'd go, get this difficult Feeling like Katrina with no FEMA, like Martin with no Gina Like a flight with no visa First class with the seat back, I still see ya In my past, you on the other side of the glass Of my memory's museum I'm just saying, "Hey, Mona Lisa" "Come home, you know you can't roam without Caesar" As I recall, I know you love to show off But I never thought that you would take it this far What do I know? (Flashing lights, lights, lights, lights) What do I know? (Flashing) know? (Lights, lights, lights, lights) As you recall, you know I love to show off But you never thought that I would take it this far What do you know? (Flashing lights, lights, lights, lights) What do you know? (Flashing) know (lights, lights, lights, lights) Flashing lights, lights, lights, lights Flashing lights, lights, lights, lights