Lyrical Analysis of...
Fuck with me
- BigPappaBeat about to lay it down on the track for all you dumb fucks who
- Wanna be hard this is what it takes.
- Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs
- Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus
- Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs
- That means i'm over flowin all you rappin niggas in cups
- Focused on tryna get paid, i'm self made, i'm on a mission to get to the nba,
- Until they get the munchies and say "i want a dime"
- I'm getting more self assured than i've ever been before
- I still got your letters laying in my dresser drawer
- Myself, self loathing, cause i'm on a brink, mostly
- With the blaze on your blunt sand you can picture thoughts slowly
- The club underwater, have em running out the front
- So stand back, homies, i'm voltorb, about to self destruct
- They say my music knocks, so i hope it opens every door
- Fame made me self absorbed mesmerized by the gold i wore
- I'm self provoked can't rap about shit i don't do anymore hard to cope
- U got fire? nope, ur skills about as alive as the pope! So i walk out the door
- And throw on the coat I'm self made i own a boat homie fuck with me and
- You'll go in the dirt now shut the fuck up and hit your growth spurt.
LYRICAL GRADE
B-
RHYME DENSITY
0
RHYME LENGTH
Rhyme Syllables
28
Total Syllables
300
Rhyming Lines
14/39
Unique Words
74.3%
Slang
6.6%
Profanity
2.7%
Avg. Syllables Per Word
1.34
Word Cloud
bigpappabeat lay down track dumb fucks wanna hard takes people made blood organs i'm drugs next month want plus money long tour bus means over flowin rappin niggas cups focused tryna paid self mission nba until munchies dime getting more selfassured i've before still letters laying dresser drawer myself selfloathing cause brink mostly blaze blunt sand picture thoughts slowly club underwater em running out front stand back homies voltorb selfdestruct music knocks hope opens door fame selfabsorbed mesmerized gold wore provoked can't rap shit don't anymore cope u fire nope ur skills alive pope walk throw coat boat homie fuck you'll go dirt now shut up hit growth spurt
Profanity
fucks, niggas, shit, fuck
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