Lyrical Breakdown of We Go Up - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

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

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New York, stand the fuck up (yeah) You know what's goin' on, nigga Fivio, Barbie Fivio Foreign, Nicki Minaj, nigga (That's Fivio Foreign, Nicki Minaj, pussy) (Papi Yerr) Touch my crown again, bitch You bitch ass niggas (bitch ass niggas) It's only one king, it's only one queen (it's only one king, it's only one queen, nigga) That's two crowns, nigga Baow, grrt (ayo) This week, 'Rari ('Rari), next week, Lambo (Lambo) Bitch, I'm fly (fly), I don't land though (land though) This they funeral (funeral), start the service (service) Say my name, make 'em nervous Uh, you bitches is salty, I give them pressure (I give them pressure) Uh, you bitches is salty, pass me the pepper (pass me the pepper) Uh, you bitches be jackin' me like the Ripper (me like the Ripper) Uh, I am a hustler, I can sell water to Flipper (sell water to Flipper) Uh, I know they tea baggin', bitches is testy Get you a vacuum, bitches is messy Let's see After all of that surgery, you are still ugly Now that is what gets me This shit ain't new to me, shit is just new to y'all I wish a bitch would upon a shootin' star You thought you witnessed my final coup de grâce (Brrt) look up, we shootin' stars Sitting in the back of the Benz and my feet go up Bitches don't come outside when the beef go up But I love the way they mob when we roll up These bitches bums, when I see them, they make me throw up I wish a bitch would spin, I'm like, "Please show up" (show up) When you talk to me, please don't bring a cheap ho up (ho up) You keep talkin' 'bout a bitch for the streets, grow up (grow up) 'Cause you the type to say that shit and knock a freak ho up (uh) I'm 'bout to make you regret you chose me as a enemy, bitch (bitch) Southside Jamaica we mobbin' them bricks, so pull up with the blicks (blicks) Some of the best shooters out of New York, they don't play with the Knicks Ayo, that ain't Fivio Foreign, that's Barbie new foreign, bitch These? Nah, that ain't Reebok We back on that Ewok Percocets, gotta detox Firearms gon' get restocked Shooters hittin' that G-spot Bitches imitate, please stop Suck his dick like a freeze pop First he gotta give me top (brrt) Louis bag, oh, that Louis bag More colorful than a peacock (peacock) Weak niggas gotta get the boot Gotta get the boot with no treetop (no treetop) He was like, "Who that? She bad", I was like, "Oh, that's bestie" I could be all the way covered and still givin' sexy I know they sleepin' on me, bitches got epilepsy I don't do coke, little bitch, I don't even do Pepsi, let's see How you don't like me but tryna do everything like me? That is what gets me Sitting in the back of the Benz and my feet go up (get money) Bitches don't come outside when the beef go up (take money) But I love the way they mob when we roll up (haha) These bitches bums, when I see them, they make me throw up I wish a bitch would spin, I'm like, "Please show up" (Rockaway) When you talk to me, please don't bring a cheap ho up (yo, Dan, what up?) You keep talkin' 'bout a bitch from the streets, grow up (don't even come out, bitch) 'Cause you the type to say that shit and knock a freak ho up Yeah, look (grrt) Go on a drill and I make it look good to you I'll tell my shooter to bully you (I'll tell my shooter to bully you) Huh, yeah (yeah) That nigga gon' kill you as soon as I look at you (baow, baow, baow, baow) (Kill you as soon as I look at you, nigga) Huh, yeah I never say what I wouldn't do (I'll never say what I wouldn't do) (I never say what I wouldn't do) Huh, yeah, look Open the door and I shoot out the bulletproof (brrt) Look, I'm with a baddie, she love the aggression I'm with a demon, he wanna get reckless I'm showin' them growth and I'm teachin' 'em lessons Now watch how I'm movin' 'cause I'm the investment Fuck her all night and I go and get breakfast I don't do paperwork or confessions (nah) I don't do internet shows or textin' (nah) Shoot up the party, that's sendin' a message (baow) (baow, baow) Them niggas started us (them niggas started us) The bulletproof was like a guarded truck (yeah, skrrt) Ain't no blicky with me, I got Nicki with me (nah) And she Barbied up (lil' bitch) (yeah) If we see 'em, we shootin' the party up (grrt) We ain't squashin' shit, don't try to "sorry" us (nah) I got rich friends and they be 'Rari'd up (skrrt) If they want to, they shootin' the Garvey up (baow, baow, baow) Fivi' (Fivi'), spazzin' (spazzin') Two shows (two shows), backend Fendi (Fendi), fashion (fashion) Fendi (yeah), fashion (look, huh) I put your brains on a napkin And I tell my demons to whack him My nigga died, then that nigga died Look, I don't even know how it happened Pink Rolls truck and my feet go up (get money) Bitches don't come outside when the beef go up (take money) But I love the way they mob when we roll up (grrt) Bums, when I see them, they make me throw up I wish a bitch would spin, I'm like, "Please show up" (baow) When it come to Queen Sleaze, all the fees go up (baow) (what happened?) I said we out, you can't breeze with us (baow, don't even come out, bitch) And my wrist always on ice time, freeze, it's us (baow, don't move) Mmm