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.