Lyrical Analysis of...
Rotary Phone
- //0:05//
- Digits of death, only the scythe could press
- Spin the dial, It's death or revival
- print the right tile, units change prone in denial,
- 988 claim for survival, physically and suicidal
- 3 Hands on my clock,
- 1 Hand on my glock,
- Sorry I don't plan, riddle her mans like a croc, buckle your pants,
- Her ass wanna dance, I wanna catch yo paws on my tramp
- I'll kill you on chance, usin her lika lamp I'll send her home like mail
- addressed with a stamp,
- I'm tryna fight the whole world already wounded,
- seen how death works you dreamin lucid, quit actin stupid
- If I gotta release a bullet I'll shoot like street cupid, tally the insanity
- and ill fucking roof it, dropa clip like chewin gum its ruthless,
- These warnings demonic pulses, I'll scrap you up lika homeless
- Stole your kicks then your soul yeah he a soulless,
- Ha, rewind this disc, I'm a comedic poet
- Tryna breathe rituals into my lyrics to their fullest potent
- Till I'm too rich to be picked as the opponent, Knowin they
- race to steal my case as soon as I close it
- ////////
- Digits of death, only the scythe could press
- Spin the dial, It's death or revival
- print the right tile, units change prone in denial,
- 988 claim for survival, physically and suicidal
- Roll the red carpet is lucifers arrival
- ////////
- Eyes on my notebook what digits do I spew?
- this girl top on the phonebook I need sum new
- They say I'ma prankcall reversin digits on the queue,
- Tell me what I need to do cuz I aint feelin real
- Drownin seethed in water lika a training navy seal,
- Not makin use of the options etched on the Phones wheel
- Lifes losing meaning, I'm finding it hard to appeal,
- outta touch impossible to feel,
- //1:35// Hook
- My minds loathin on sum deeper
- The phone wires and speakers gettin weaker and weaker
- Collectin numbers like samples ina beaker,
- Opps wanna obsess me then be the plank walker to test me
- Just dont fuck up my name when you address me
- Cold crystal chernobyl creasing foldables to christ
- Reel the wheel on the device and keep it concise,
- Demons playin the game, and keep control of the dice
- Please protect personal pleases, I'm losin my life
LYRICAL GRADE
B
RHYME DENSITY
0
RHYME LENGTH
Rhyme Syllables
116
Total Syllables
531
Rhyming Lines
41/48
Unique Words
74.3%
Slang
11.2%
Profanity
1%
Avg. Syllables Per Word
1.47
Word Cloud
1 3 988 digits death scythe press spin dial it's revival print right tile units change prone denial claim survival physically suicidal hands clock hand glock sorry don't plan riddle mans croc buckle pants ass wanna dance catch yo paws tramp i'll kill chance usin lika lamp send home mail addressed stamp i'm tryna fight whole world already wounded seen works dreamin lucid quit actin stupid gotta release bullet shoot street cupid tally insanity ill fucking roof dropa clip chewin gum ruthless warnings demonic pulses scrap up homeless stole kicks soul yeah soulless ha rewind disc comedic poet breathe rituals lyrics fullest potent till rich picked opponent knowin race steal case soon close roll red carpet lucifers arrival eyes notebook spew girl top phonebook need sum new i'ma prankcall reversin queue tell cuz aint feelin real drownin seethed water training navy seal makin use options etched phones wheel lifes losing meaning finding hard appeal outta touch impossible feel minds loathin deeper phone wires speakers gettin weaker collectin numbers samples ina beaker opps obsess plank walker test dont fuck name address cold crystal chernobyl creasing foldables christ reel device keep concise demons playin game control dice please protect personal pleases losin life
Profanity
ass, fucking, fuck
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