Lyrical Breakdown of How To Hate - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Lil Wayne feat. T-Pain weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "How To Hate" 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 Lil Wayne feat. T-Pain 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 Lil Wayne feat. T-Pain's narrative.

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Fyre Oh, she owes me everything and she knows it I've seen all the scenes in this movie, and she blows it at the end She keeps talking to me, 'cause she knows that I'm a friend But I can't keep hearing it over and over again I was the one that you came to When you broke up with your boyfriend, man, fuck him Girl, I was the one, that told you fuck them other niggas And you still went and fucked them other niggas Ooh, most people learn from the bad things I hope that you learn and don't crash and burn in the fast lane But if you read this letter then you caught me This should explain all the ways that you taught me How to hate a bitch that owe you everything At least a wedding ring, moving on to better things So don't you call me talking 'bout them other fools I'm not good enough for you, I thought that we was cool (Oh-oh, ah, oh-oh, ah) (Oh-oh, ah, oh-oh, ah) If you need a shoulder to cry on, girl I won't listen I'm through fucking with these bitch ass bitches And I don't love them hoes But don't fuck up with Wayne 'cause when it "Waynes" it pours No really, I'm on my "fuck that bitch" shit You used to be the shit, but now you ain't shit, bitch I had a red bone, but she be tripping though All that bullshit is for the birds, she was pigeon toed She used to always say, fuck my niggas And when I went to jail, she fucked my niggas Well, I guess I'm single for the night And you can sit right on my middle finger for the night And if I sound mad, then you caught me But this shit explains that you're the one that taught me How to hate a bitch that owe you everything At least a wedding ring, moving on to better things So don't you call me talking 'bout them other fools I'm not good enough for you, I thought that we was cool (Oh-oh, ah, oh-oh, ah) (Oh-oh, ah, oh-oh, ah) If you need a shoulder to cry on, girl I won't listen I'm through fucking with these bitch ass bitches Coconut CÎROC Forgive and forget, bitch I already forgot I'm over the bitch, and she over the top They say love is the key, somebody changed the lock Well, and I wish I never met ya And I heard you're doing you, and you heard I'm doing better And all I had to do was put two and two together But that just makes four, but not forever, damn So much for being the perfect couple I put in overtime, I was working doubles I wish you the best, good luck boo Weezy F, for "fuck you" No, ain't nothing going on Girl, I'm moving on, just take your ass home Get away from here, girl, I'm so glad you're gone This is the last song I'm writing for you Now I see how you can be I don't want you 'round you me all you do is down me girl How many years I tried to get ya Don't even text my phone when it hit ya, 'cause girl done taught me How to hate a bitch that owe you everything At least a wedding ring, moving on to better things So don't you call me talking bout them other fools I'm not good enough for you, I thought that we was cool (Oh-oh, ah, oh-oh, ah) (Oh-oh, ah, oh-oh, ah) If you need a shoulder to cry on, girl I won't listen I'm through fucking with these bitch ass bitches (oh-oh) Oh-oh Yeah