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allergic reaction to broccoli
- I'm the biggest prick in this town
- The British Chris Brown
- Visit your award ceremony
- And just sit down
- I'll slash your tire just cause I enjoy the hiss sound
- Disagree with this, my sleeves'll slip down
- Fists out, swingin' 'till the 56th round
- I could beat you with my wrists bound
- Ha
- I list my inspirations in roughly this order:
- Father Christmas, Satan, and Chris Dorner
- I'm spreading disorder
- I diss all the rappers who I asked to collaborate and got a missed call of
- Rap's Piers Morgan
- But with a pierced organ
- Too much information?
- Too bad, that's the beer talking
- I sit too near broads
- And make them feel awkward
- Randy as Ramsay
- Now cook me a meal, Gordon
- Now here's the point where you might think
- "Why's he still talking? Slimey limey
- Why should I see the appeal of him?"
- And that's the point
- I travel through the camera
- And slap you 'till you're black and blue, Rihanna
- Alicia Keys needs to improve her grammar
- I'll take a hammer to her new piano
- Now you've had a glimpse inside the ill mind of Dan Bull
- Try to get out, I doubt you will find the handle
- My lines are angle grinders
- They mangle rhymers
- I rap into the sky
- And the air force scrambles fighters
- Spit fire
- You stink like a lit tire
- I'll bring you down to the ground
- Quick as a zip wire
- Listen to this: My dick is thick and it's large
- So get onto Twitter and tell Nicki Minaj
- America's gone shit since you had Britain in charge
- And fuck off if you think that's a little bit harsh
- I'll stick a petard up in your doors of perception
- Snipping the wires, no phone call for protection
- I get dressed in my Sunday best
- And I still look less fresh than Kanye West
- So, give me the hand lotion
- And phone Frank Ocean
- I want to know his exact man to man quotient
- I'm loopy, that's limey for "so loco"
- I run and rub my crotch upon an old hobo
- Whilst shouting over my shoulder "No homo!"
- Because fuck it, you know, "YOLO!"
- Righty ho, that's Drake's act copied
- Who am I body bagging next, A$AP Rocky?
- I suppose I could, but I ain't that cocky
- I've already had two chains snatched off me
- It's time for payback, probably
- I pack a nine inch winky, they attract totty
- And occasionally, I may strap shotties
- But usually I'll do a drive by screwface at posses
- Sneeze and leave the seats of my Maybach snotty
- Green windows looking like they're made of stained glass, Gothic
- I'm a misanthropic proper maniac, potty
- I got crunk off a straight black coffee
- It was a bad idea to take that straitjacket off me
- You just don't have the power to restrain that, Scotty
- I rap with an ill mind, "Hey, that's Hoppy!"
- I'll tear his fucking face off, take that, Robbie!
- Your production quality is way bad, sloppy
- Or is your wave compression rate that lossy?
- "How can Hopsin be the one that he's dissing?"
- I'm just showing I can do this and still win the competition
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