BUILDING BLUEPRINT
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Lyrical Analysis of...
Liar
- As you could guess, I'm kind of a lyrical columnist,
- 19th Century novelist, graced by uh
- Ah, Ack, Acho.
- Why, God Bless ed Me. I'm a brand new terra logical tyrant, what hypocrisy.
- Because I'm building not just an empire but a whole new geographical land spire.
- So go ahead and throw down the red carpet and welcome me,
- Grab thirty fountain pens and you'll never ball like me, Go ahead and jump straight to the point.
- It sounds like you almost try to hard in your raps.
- So wrap it up, toss it out and tighten up the Velcro on your neon sketchers kid.
- Because I'm about to Etcha Sketch what a true melody and rhyme sounds like, chime it off the grid.
- You can't rap about how you're the best unless you have the proof to show it.
- And based off your previous battle performance it seems like you're pretty much less than adequate.
- You only have x teen years under you belt, so please express the kind of pain you've felt.
- Like, not going to your homecoming dance
- How your cheerleader crush won't give you a second glance.
- Sweat drenches both your palms while your feeling another mini hard one come on.
- How your Warcraft character isn't geared the best
- Or how you don't know how to pass that Algebra test.
- I mean really, try to get down to the nitty gritty oh so unpleasantly pretty details of your soul.
- Talk about how your mama dances on a strip pole
- And How your dad wishes that she was really on birth control.
- Oh! How your brother is medically insane,
- Or how deep inside your feel nothing more than depression and pain.
- So listen to me, mother fucker, and read between the lines.
- If you just rhyme to rhyme you're definitely going to have a bad fucking time.
- You're not headed for greatness or success in this game of life that we call chess
- You're a pawn to the steed, a Templar to the Assassin's Creed.
- I'm the period that your mom hoped she'd bleed when the thought of you was conceived.
- So go ahead, you cocky little bitch, write on back and attack.
- Because I'll make sure I'm the last face you see before you fade back to black.
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.
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