Lyrical Breakdown of Question Existing - The Wideboys - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Question Existing - The Wideboys" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Rihanna weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Question Existing - The Wideboys" 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 Rihanna 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 Rihanna's narrative.

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Take off my shirt, loosen the buttons and undo my skirt Stare at myself in the mirror Take me apart, piece by piece Sorrow decrease, pressure release I put in work Did more than called upon, more than deserved When it was over, did I wind up hurt? (Yes) But it taught me, before a decision, ask this question first Who am I livin' for? Is this my limit? Can I endure some more? Chances are given, question existin' Who am I living for? Is this my limit? Can I endure some more? Chances are given, question existing Take off my cool Show them that under here, I'm just like you Do the mistakes that may make me a fool Or a human with loss And with them a loss, round of applause Take the abuse, sometimes it feels like they want me to lose It's entertainment, is that an excuse? (No) But the question that lingers, whether win or lose Who am I livin' for? Is this my limit? Can I endure some more? Chances are given, question existing Who am I living for? Is this my limit? Can I endure some more? Chances are given, question existing Dear diary, it's Robyn Entertain is something I do for a living It's not who I am, I'd like to think that I'm pretty normal I laugh, I get mad, I hurt, I think I suck sometimes But when you're in the spotlight, everything seems good (Uh, yeah) Sometimes I feel like I have it worst 'Cause I have to always keep my guard up I don't know who to trust I don't know who wants to date me for who I am Or who wants to be my friend for who I really am Who am I living for? Is this my limit? Can I endure some more? Chances are given, question existing Who am I living for? Is this my limit? Can I endure some more? Chances are given, question existing