Lyrical Analysis of...
Doin' Work
- I’m bout to go absurd like Amber Heard heard a slur
- Bitch didn’t notice that it was her own words
- She should put that bottle of vodka back into her purse
- You mighta married a pirate but you didn’t have to be the curse
- You’re bout to hear something new like when my boy Copern
- told the world the sun don’t revolve round the Earth
- What happens when the greatest verse ever birthed makes it to the ends of the earth
- without ever bein heard?
- Well I guess you’re bout to learn
- It’s not a mystery why they call me the new misery
- Even Stephen king couldn’t dream of these things that I scream when I defeat a beat (hobble)
- See these streets only impede the peeps that are asleep or be like sheep
- So if your feet aint marching to your own beat you can probably take a seat
- You can never take away from me the way I take no heed cause outrage is cheap
- and I don’t play unless the stakes favor me savor the flavor of being able to say whatever I may
- Shout out to all who came before me that made it this way
- stormed the beach endorsed free speech pulled swords faced lords met coroners
- I guess I s s s s struck a nerve
- It’s easy when they n n never learn
- I just hit’em with the verses first (woo)
- Then show’em how the chorus works (ye, ye)x2
- Now they living on corners watching corner stores
- get knocked up like Nadya cause everyone’s poor as dirt
- How can it be America first when those who served can’t even afford a shirt?
- Most of us don’t stop drinkin even though we don’t know the source of our own thirst
- This worlds full of contradictors it makes me kinda sick ta
- Hear them tell us how to live then they go get their fix on
- They claim to be the winners and say you’re all born sinners
- While the pope scrolls through more porn on his little flip phone
- Take a sit homes my name’s Chris Hanson
- I heard you like dancin’ to kids who insist you call’em lil hacks and
- they couldn’t hack it if I gave’m a battleaxe and battle rapped’em with a hatchet
- I’m not scared of fake I can see through plastic like 90s fashion
- But like a fever dream everything I sing ends up like ICP strung out on pcp echoing through pvc
- You can find my tape for free on tv if you shop at QVC or dollar tree
- I don’t got a lotta dreams I just hope that nobody bothers me
- You smoke a lotta lotta trees (for real)
- But your songs gotta gotta breath (you feel?)
- You got bottom dollar G’s cause your not on top of deez
- (nuts)
- You fuckin’ muts x2
- I feel like I’m fathering more offspring than Holland
- I promise I’m not the citizen you wanna model
- But if I gotta hand you a motto fuck the lotto cause money aint power
- Like a bear faced with mace they wanna see you run the human race away from fate
- Urging you to keep up the pace with the paper chase cause the holler
- of the almighty dollar rings louder when you place the latest craze that’s made to
- take away your liberties higher than the status of your enemy
- Tell’em to bend the knee when they ask for your privacy
- I don’t fuck with anyone who lies to me
- My vanilla sky aint a dream cause I already do as I please
- That’s the only way to hold on to your sanity
- Not bothered when I can’t appease and you’ll never have my sympathy
- You have to earn respect and that don’t come from lists or greed
- They try to act like Mr. Clean and wipe out our whole history
- Maybe next time I’ll have to use my fist to sing
LYRICAL GRADE
B
RHYME DENSITY
0
RHYME LENGTH
Rhyme Syllables
251
Total Syllables
824
Rhyming Lines
54/61
Unique Words
65.1%
Slang
8.4%
Profanity
1%
Avg. Syllables Per Word
1.31
Word Cloud
im bout go absurd amber heard slur bitch didnt notice words put bottle vodka back purse mighta married pirate curse youre hear something new boy copern told world sun dont revolve round earth happens greatest verse birthed makes ends without bein well guess learn mystery call misery even stephen king couldnt dream things scream defeat beat hobble see streets impede peeps asleep sheep feet aint marching probably take seat never away way heed cause outrage cheap play unless stakes favor savor flavor being whatever shout out came before made stormed beach endorsed free speech pulled swords faced lords met coroners ssssstruck nerve easy nnnever hitem verses first woo showem chorus works ye yex2 now living corners watching corner stores knocked up nadya everyones poor dirt america those served cant afford shirt stop drinkin though know source thirst worlds full contradictors kinda sick ta tell live fix claim winners born sinners pope scrolls through more porn little flip phone sit homes names chris hanson dancin kids insist callem lil hacks hack gavem battleaxe battle rappedem hatchet scared fake plastic 90s fashion fever everything sing icp strung pcp echoing pvc find tape tv shop qvc dollar tree lotta dreams hope nobody bothers smoke trees real songs gotta breath feel bottom gs top deez nuts fuckin muts x2 fathering offspring holland promise citizen wanna model hand motto fuck lotto money power bear mace run human race fate urging keep pace paper chase holler almighty rings louder place latest craze thats liberties higher status enemy tellem bend knee ask privacy anyone lies vanilla sky already please hold sanity bothered appease youll sympathy earn respect come lists greed try act mr clean wipe whole history maybe next time ill use fist
Profanity
Bitch, porn, fuckin, fuck
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