Lyrical Analysis of...
Gangbanin Halo
- Yo isn't it funny how the bloods and crips be wearing the same #colors
- Not on the clothes but the way how we all the same #brothers
- White yellow and brown we still all the same #fuckers
- Ill die in a cell knowing that every one of our gang #suffers
- We fight so we don't get pulled over by fucking politics and #democracy's
- Ill rap about this shit and fuck your brain up like #psychology
- I don't lie, like how I never in my life watched a good batch of #pornography (Its a lie which is suppose to mess with your brain)
- People are so blind everybody should take #photography
- Cus it will give people a second chance on what they put into there #minds
- To see if its a truth or a lie and not photoshopped into so many different #kinds
- Ill dig into some deep shit and then fucking step on a #mine
- Cus at base #59 they got that shit rigged up to blow and the drop of a #dime
- Gangs aren't so different from people in suites and #ties
- They all have ties to the underground but in the end everybody #dies
- So while I'm young ill try to get a girl but she be to worried about my dick #size
- Damn if you let me near ill slap them into some #sensibility
- But don't let me go our else ill hit them into some kind of a #disability
- And ill let go and I leave that bitch with some of my #humility (Titanic reference)
- So I guess I'm not getting married so the only family ill ever get is me or a #gang
- And if anybody try to take it away ill rip them up with a #fang
- But at least ill go out with somewhat of a #bang
- In the end I'm always going to be down as a big fan of the #Crips
- Not saying I am one but they sure don't sit around and play with there #dicks
- There men to sit down and shoot a blood just for jump starters and #kicks
- But in my hood id rather be hanging out with one of my #clicks
- Cus while I'm wearing blue its like I'm sitting on a bomb that starts getting slower as it #ticks
- When I walk home I look around and all I feel is that #dread
- Of how I can never come home and ill probably be found #dead
- Can you believe that this is what a young man thinks about right before he go's to #bed
- And when he wakes up there's a man standing in blue putting the gun right to his #head
- (Crips or more known for killing there own men then killing rival gangs like the bloods or The Avenues)
LYRICAL GRADE
B
RHYME DENSITY
0
RHYME LENGTH
Rhyme Syllables
179
Total Syllables
578
Rhyming Lines
31/31
Unique Words
62.4%
Slang
2.6%
Profanity
3.2%
Avg. Syllables Per Word
1.32
Word Cloud
59 yo isn't funny bloods crips wearing same colors clothes way brothers white yellow brown still fuckers ill die cell knowing one gang suffers fight don't pulled over fucking politics democracy's rap shit fuck brain up psychology lie never life watched good batch pornography suppose mess people blind everybody take photography cus give second chance put minds see truth photoshopped many different kinds dig deep step mine base rigged blow drop dime gangs aren't suites ties underground end dies i'm young try girl worried dick size damn near slap sensibility go hit kind disability leave bitch humility titanic reference guess getting married family anybody away rip fang out somewhat bang always going down big fan saying sure sit around play dicks men shoot blood jump starters kicks hood id hanging clicks blue sitting bomb starts slower ticks walk home look feel dread come probably found dead believe man thinks right before go's bed wakes there's standing putting gun head more known killing rival avenues
Profanity
fuckers, fucking, shit, fuck, pornography, dick, bitch
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