Tokyo-Paris Analysis
So I’m going to be changing what I do with my blog and actually discuss some of my favorite songs and discuss the lyricism behind the lyrics. What actually inspired me to do this type of blog would be the feeling that you get listening to music. This song just puts it over the top. It’s just a feeling of Euphoria that I get when I have to google something to find out how deep somebody’s lyrics are. Or just shred some lyrics to pieces.Right now, this song is the golden standard. Shouts out to Lupe Fiasco for this Track. Here are the lyrics and I’ll just interject throughout the whole thing. Follow me in the Yellow.
(Backgound Talking)
(I know, I know but I gotta get up outta here,
You know, I gotta go pay these bills,
I got a show to do, you know?)
One time, for your mind. (Already a Shout out to NAS and the Illmatic CD)
{Chorus}
Let’s go to sleep in Paris,
And wake up in Tokyo.
Have a dream in New Orleans,
Fall in love in Chicago,
Mayne.
Wherever I go she goes.
[Verse 1]
I love her
And I hate to leave her lonely
Ring ring went the Iphone, it was my homie –(Product placement, but we know he’s ballin. Iphone’s are not cheap.)
He said, “let’s hit Japan,
If we can make ‘em jam,
We can make a hundred grand, (100 G? I’m sayin I’m on this flight too.)
Spend it in the south of France
Nothing further.” I jumped,
Grabbed my go-yard trunk,
Got ready to ‘walk it out,’ like Unk
In my John Lennon chucks.
That’s when I heard Murder
You’re killin me, you’re fillin me
With sorrow, sunrise, “goobye”’s,
And “missin you tomorrow”’s.
I turn to see my dream
Love supreme queen, meanest thing on the scene, cry.
I drop my bags in a flash- (This cat really cares about his girl, I mean, he’s droppin 100 grand to stay at home with his girl. I’m out the door. Unless he can make his money that fast and easy.)
That’s faster one A-T on that dash-er,
To dry your tears.
And wipe the rain from my dear like dash-er,
Use the dame who’s the username to all my pass-words.
The reason I get fly as Ivan Jasp-er, (Who the hell is Ivan Jasper? Yeah looked it up. This cat created the boomerang Plane. That’s pretty damn fly. Great knowledge drop Lupe.
I even keep your picture in my pass-purt.
(love love)
{Chorus}
Let’s go to sleep in Paris,
And wake up in Tokyo.
Have a dream in New Orleans,
Fall in love in Chicago,
Mayne.
Then we can land in the motherland,
Camelback across the desert sand.
Take a train, to Rome, or home,
Brasil, forreal.
Wherever I go she goes.
Wherever I go she goes.
[Verse 2]
So let’s keep it, real,
All in’t together, “free chill!”
Tell the 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 till I land, when 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. (That’s pretty damn fly when people clappin and cheering for you when they don’t what the hell your sayin.
“O’scadie sama’desta” or maybe “au revoir,” (Alright, I know I butchered it, but the first phrase is a Japanese saying that like “Thank you”. So he just said “Thank’s Im gone!” Classic. )
“A spree on Saint Henry,” then back to Charles de Galle. (It’s pretty cool how he stay’s in the French talk and brings up Saint Henry. Do you know where Saint Henri is? Canada. Quebec. Strong French language in this neighborhood. Any clue what Charles de Galle is? This is an airport. Like, how much knowledge can you drop in one short simple knowledge without it being main factor? And this is a commercial song. I have so much respect for Lupe at this point. This dude is like Let’s go shopping in Quebec and hop back on the airplane after we have left Tokyo. Like damn. Lyricism.
So I can get home and tell her everywhere that I been,
And, everything that I done, and,
Tell her that she’s the one, and, um.
*(But here’s my question, did she go on the flight with him? Is she with him on these trips? Like this is confusing now. Wait… Am I missing something?)
{Chorus}
Let’s go to sleep in Paris,
And wake up in Tokyo.
Have a dream in New Orleans,
Fall in love in Chicago,
Mayne.
Then we can land in the motherland,
Camelback across the desert sand.
Take a train, to Rome, or home,
Brasil, forreal.
Wherever I go she goes.
Wherever I go she goes.
[Verse 3]
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. (So I’m guessing that he did not take her with him. How come the hook is wherever I go she goes then?” Did he just say what he did earlier in his mind? What could’ve been after he dropped his bags?”)
I swear you’re lookin prettier than ever,
It’s got to be a prophecy for us to stay together ever more.
For better or, less or poor, all worth the wait in buried treasure
X’s on the shore.
I know my world tour’s like war to you,
But Ian said, “Aloha,” and Harley said, “Cheers!”
Julian said, “Bonjour!,” Big O was like “Yeahhhhh!” (This is a great example of a melting pot. And everyone together. That’s tight.
Amanda and Lemessie want to know when we goin there.
Edison sends his love, so does the rest of the club
Of the international play-boys and play-yas.
But I revoke my membership, all for My Tenderness, (Wait… this makes me think he just playing with us now. Like rewind and fast forward through the rap. Makes me think about Jay-z’s lyrics that say something like (I give you the story, you fill it in.
She said, “Pursue your interests, ’cause even If
I’m ticketless, I’ll be there, by your side,
In your heart and, on your mind.”
So, as I taxi down another runway,
I Gotcha, who loves you ‘bay?
Now bring it back, now, uh. (Ah…. The fast forward and rewind was true. Classic. I can already tell im going to play this song out.
{Chorus}
Let’s go to sleep in Paris,
And wake up in Tokyo.
Have a dream in New Orleans,
Fall in love in Chicago,
Mayne.
Then we can land in the motherland,
Camelback across the desert sand.
Take a train, to Rome, or home,
Brasil, forreal.
Wherever I go she goes.
Wherever I go she goes.
Wherever I go sheeeeeee gooooes.
Wherever I go sheeeeeeeeeeeee goooooooes.
*This was a pretty fly rap. It gets major kudos. So on my rating scale.
It gets 2 thumbs up. Not only does it have commercial appeal, Lupe doesn’t leave his gans in the dust to be talking about a girl the entire time. He drops knowledge.
Let me use some special symbol. 2 Bikes out of 2 Bikes. He’s pedaling away with the game.
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