BUILDING BLUEPRINT
Next level lyrical insight is a moment away.
Lyrical Analysis of...
Control Big Sean, Off the top in the car to write up
- People always asking, What would be one your wishes,
- The most obvious is having all the riches,
- But have you really thought of the consequences,
- *Click* The wish is granted,
- Open you eyes, sitting a five star house,
- With a World star spouse,
- Your life is made, you got it all figured out,
- But as time passes by, you start to hit boundary?,
- Your heart inside cries, is she just after my money?
- And you ask your why, does this bitch even love me?,
- Friends and family, with their hands out for bail outs?,
- Wife and Kids are fighting, now you don't even doubt,
- Lawyers are itching to profit from the turn out,
- They're praying your worn out,
- And that you're about to check out,
- You see money is no special thing,
- It's all just mental conditioning,
- Rap and rhymes told us to chase the big money,
- But switch out what hes spitting, there's beauty,
- And its just not in the eye of the beholder,
- But in case day gets rainy, and feet get colder,
- If you have someone with to help you to forget,
- Someone to love you, and move you past your regrets,
- And stick together till you grow older,
- You see all these other rappers,
- Talking about how fat their wallets,
- Make sure you don't think go out and spend careless,
- Two thousand dollar shoes, you know I cant take serious,
- Consumer, you just feeding, part of their plan,
- Their system needs, the help of rich peoples hand,
- But without bribe taxes, break the way it flexes,
- Take away their multi million dollar duplexes,
- Despite the way they, express all of their vexes,..
- Money will no longer control our congresses,
- But greed, is just one of the many, hyenas,
- Feeding, on the carcasses of our messages,
- Next time you hear them talk about how he flexes,
- Instead of going out to buy those scratch tickets,
- Break their control,.. and save the bankroll,
- Help someone else further their own,
- Your money yours, only till you finish being old,
- I'll have to scold if chains you lay on yourself are gold,
- You know those diamonds are not really ice cold,
- Sales pitch got you controlled, and bitch you just got trolled,
- They laugh till you break the mold, tear off the blind fold,
- Opposite of what they foretold,
- The market will have evolve,
- Now that you know,.. its your turn to be woke
What is a Blueprint?
A blueprint is like a report card for your lyrics. It contains a lyrical breakdown and analysis of all the words, syllables, and rhymes in your song.
Learn More >