Lyrical Analysis of...
No Help Boyz- Self Titled (My Verse)
- (starts at 1:08)
- (Ayo! Turn the beat back on!)
- I'll be the one who hands you your own ass while your shitting
- I'mma sneak up in ya house and battle you with a bunch of writtens
- Good riddance, rip out ya tooth fillings, replace with two ritalins
- Now pass me the fucking mic so I can start spitting
- Now take a step back fore i get the mac 10 out the backpack
- Bout to bust caps, nah homie I bust raps, put faggots in rucksacks
- And make them lick the fumunda cheese from my fucking nutsack
- Too busy releasing whack shit, but homie fuck that
- I think I got my groove back, dont start hating just cause i assume that
- I zoomed back, spit a fucking gold mine, but turned the room black
- Grabbed the dustpan off the fucking broom rack, and snapped it off your back
- When to the fridge and grabbed a fucking 6 pack, now whos whack?
- Say what you said again, I'm running off a half bottle of xenadrine
- Needed to get the weight off my shoulder, now my heads about to spin
- Then I snapped back to real life, smacked you with a steel pipe
- Is this real life? Am I rapping so crazily that it finally feels right
- I remember when everybody called me the Vanilla Ice of rappad
- But I'm not that mad, I just wanna know if I was that bad?
- I was just a shy white kid tryna make noise
- But faggots its the No Help Boyz
LYRICAL GRADE
B+
RHYME DENSITY
0
RHYME LENGTH
Rhyme Syllables
82
Total Syllables
311
Rhyming Lines
20/23
Unique Words
72.8%
Slang
8.9%
Profanity
5.9%
Avg. Syllables Per Word
1.27
Word Cloud
6 10 108 starts ayo turn beat back i'll one hands ass shitting i'mma sneak up ya house battle bunch writtens good riddance rip out tooth fillings replace two ritalins now pass fucking mic start spitting take step fore mac backpack bout bust caps nah homie raps put faggots rucksacks make lick fumunda cheese nutsack busy releasing whack shit fuck think groove dont hating cause assume zoomed spit gold mine turned room black grabbed dustpan broom rack snapped fridge pack whos again i'm running half bottle xenadrine needed weight shoulder heads spin real life smacked steel pipe rapping crazily finally feels right remember everybody called vanilla ice rappad mad wanna know bad shy white kid tryna noise help boyz
Profanity
ass, shitting, fucking, faggots, nutsack, shit, fuck
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