Lyrical Breakdown of Paris, Tokyo - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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I know, I know But I gotta get up outta here. You know? I gotta pay these bills. I got a show to do. You know? One time, for your mind. Let's go to sleep in Paris And wake up in Tokyo Have dream in New Orleans Fall in love in Chicago. Man. I love her And I hate to leave her lonely. Ring, ring went the iPhone. It was my homie. He said, "Let's hit Japan. If we can make 'em jam We can make a hundred grand Spend in the south of France." Nothing further. I jump, grab my Go Yard trunk. I'm ready to walk it out like Unk In my John Lennon Chucks. That's when I heard Murda. You're killing me, you're filling me With sorrow. Sunrise goodbyes And missing you tomorrows I turn to see my dream Love supreme queen Meanest thing on the scene, cry. I drop my bags in a flash. That's faster than 180 On that dasher To dry your tears. And wipe the rain from my dear Like dad's shirt. You'se the dame Who's the username to all my passwords. The reason I get fly is Ivan Jasper. I even keep your picture in my passport. (Love, love) Let's go to sleep in Paris And wake up in Tokyo Have dream in New Orleans Fall in love in Chicago. Man. And we can land in the Motherland Camelback 'cross the desert sands And take a train To Rome Or home Brazil For real. Wherever I go, she go. Wherever I go, she go. So let's keep it Real. All in together Free Chill! Tell a stewardess to throw a movie On the reel Heat up my Kosher meal Exchange my dollar bills Lean back in my first class seat And sleep. Don't wake me 'til I land Where they barely understand What I speak But they nod to my Beats. I tell my fans who I am And they stand And they clap, they applaud. They love me, my God. Otsukare sama deshita Or maybe au revoir Esprit on St. Henry And back to Charles de Gaul. So I can get home and tell her Everywhere that I've been and Everything that I've done and Tell her that she's the one and um Let's go to sleep in Paris And wake up in Tokyo Have dream in New Orleans Fall in love in Chicago. Man. And we can land in the Motherland Camelback 'cross the desert sands And take a train To Rome Or home Brazil For real. Wherever I go, she go. Wherever I go, she go. Uh, guess who's back in the House With a bunch of souvenirs And a smile for your mouth. I really missed you. Each and Every night I kissed you In my dreams 'fore I went to sleep To La-la land to count them sheep. I swear you're looking prettier than ever. It's got to be a prophecy for us to stay together Evermore. For better or less or poor Or worth our weight in buried treasure X's on the shore. I know my world tour is like war to you. But Ian said, "Aloha." And Harley said, "Cheers." Julian said, "Bonjour." Vigo was like "Yeah!" Amanda and le Messi Wondering when we're going there Edison sends his love So does the rest of the club Of the international playboys and playgirls. But I revoked my membership All for my tenderness. She said, "Pursue your interests 'Cause even if I'm ticketless I'll be there By your side In your heart On your mind." So as I taxi down another runway I gotcha. Who loves you, babe? Now bring it back, now Let's go to sleep in Paris And wake up in Tokyo Have dream in New Orleans Fall in love in Chicago. Man. And we can land in the Motherland Camelback 'cross the desert sands And take train To Rome Or home Brazil For real. Wherever I go, she go. Wherever I go, she go. Wherever I go, she go. Wherever I go, she go.