Lyrical Analysis of...

long nights

  1.  
  2.  
  3. Montana black in the backpack
  4. rustoleum paint bitch yeah you know rack that
  5. fuck around might get ya head cracked
  6. mind swerving from the fucking vodka sippin
  7. trippin on every damn word im spittin life is imaginary false incrimination
  8. caught me ducking though this motha fucking hatred life is nothing but false
  9. accusations so im sitting here smoking on these trichomes so much smoke man
  10. i think my minds gone, reppin nothing but my city and the fucking time zone
  11. N.Y.C
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  14. Hash cones look like rhinestones
  15. im surfing over chrome
  16. smoke another toke for every soul that i know
  17. never front, never lie, anything goes, but no ropes inside, sever every
  18. tie from your teletubbie lives ,this is how you kick the grind, listen while i spit
  19. my grime, you wishing we could split the shine, blessed inscriptions,
  20. wicked lines, sticking with the sickness or get viciously kicked behide,
  21. you missed the line, im mister mime, fucking bitches, did the time, getting
  22. frisky with the sign his bricks with this vicious rhyme..
LYRICAL GRADE

A

RHYME DENSITY

0

RHYME LENGTH

1 syllable
2 syllables
3 syllables
4 syllables
5+ syllables
Rhyme Syllables

123

Total Syllables

247

Rhyming Lines

17/22

Unique Words

78.5%

Slang

8.1%

Profanity

5.4%

Avg. Syllables Per Word

1.5

Word Cloud

montana black backpack rustoleum paint bitch yeah know rack fuck around ya head cracked mind swerving fucking vodka sippin trippin damn word im spittin life imaginary false incrimination caught ducking though motha hatred nothing accusations sitting here smoking trichomes much smoke man think minds gone reppin city time zone nyc hash cones look rhinestones surfing over chrome another toke soul never front lie anything goes ropes inside sever tie teletubbie lives kick grind listen spit grime wishing split shine blessed inscriptions wicked lines sticking sickness viciously kicked behide missed line mister mime bitches getting frisky sign bricks vicious rhyme

Profanity

bitch, fuck, fucking, bitches

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