Lyrical Analysis of...

Repence

  1. I've departed from my debauchery, my conscious finally got to me
  2. Should've treated my success properly, but my hubris mucked this up horribly
  3. Got too gutless to hearten, never got to nursing, like fathers, it was a comedy
  4. only starting a ruckus thuggin, when I should've started huggin
  5. before they parted, thought that I was wound up tight
  6. when really others got it in abundance the wounded plights, helpless and stationary,
  7. while I just pasted any, word to make it a verse, then dedicated
  8. the burst, a verbal burse to self this whole day and every, minute
  9. was given, to living, selfish with stationary, shit's sick'nin'
  10. Karma took my ass like a habit and kicked it, a narssictic prick
  11. who thinks that he's got a sick spit, an addict that needs 4 syringes
  12. to feed his ego, when they ain't even flying yet, can't rhyme oranges
  13. so he's loud and crying about the sourness, while crowds are dying around us they're powerless
  14. No more cowardice, the markings I'mma bring
  15. be synonymous with martin Luther king,
  16. gonna switch my garbs of a king to live with the farmers and sing
LYRICAL GRADE

A

RHYME DENSITY

25.09%

RHYME LENGTH

1 syllable
2 syllables
3 syllables
4 syllables
5+ syllables
Rhyme Syllables

92

Total Syllables

276

Rhyming Lines

16/16

Unique Words

82.6%

Slang

10.9%

Profanity

1.3%

Avg. Syllables Per Word

1.6

Word Cloud

4 i've departed debauchery conscious finally should've treated success properly hubris mucked up horribly gutless hearten never nursing fathers comedy starting ruckus thuggin started huggin before parted thought wound tight really others abundance wounded plights helpless stationary pasted word make verse dedicated burst verbal burse self whole day minute given living selfish shit's sick'nin' karma took ass habit kicked narssictic prick thinks he's sick spit addict needs syringes feed ego ain't even flying can't rhyme oranges loud crying sourness crowds dying around they're powerless more cowardice markings i'mma bring synonymous martin luther king gonna switch garbs live farmers sing

Profanity

shits, ass, prick

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