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The Way I Lose Control
- VERSE1*
- when the beat starts im just lyrically busting
- lyrically insane and my head's combusting
- all of you hating cos im actually indulging
- in rap and lyrics and other crap which im crafting
- my parents hate me and anger reached the pinnacle
- battling with fists, im still alive its a miracle
- bleeding on the floor, my condition is critical
- this is the shit that's making me cynical
- trying to keep a balance with my studies and my raps
- but i need to be respected, not treated like crap
- sorry mom and dad but this is my one chance
- i cant back down now, i have to try as much as i can
- hence starts my journey of struggling to the top
- when everyone pulls me down, ill fight till i rot
- I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot
- now its my time to shine since they aint giving me squat
- *hook*
- this...is the way i lose control
- like a maniac on my door
- where the beats are so hardcore
- and metal clangs on floors
- yet i cant pretend to be nice
- when my life's as cold as ice
- and all i do is wear fake smiles
- and hope this would be worthwhile
- *VERSE 2*
- now...my parents say im an irrelevant lump
- screaming orders at me, like im Forrest Gump
- but now im revolting and shooting gas like a skunk
- these fags cant understand how mad i am
- its like a war zone
- in front of my family,
- the whole house blows
- when my dad gets mad at me
- and that's just why
- my lyrics fly straight at me
- im a revolting kid ever since two thousand six
- thats when my sis was born, sent me to river styx
- cos after that i was a nobody, a dishonored kid
- everyone forgot about me, guess i am garbage
- but this just provides me a new fresh incentive
- to go back and blast more rappers for my advantage
- increase my popularity to prove im not banished
- show my parents i am useful not a fucking savage
- *hook*
- this...is the way i lose control
- like a maniac on my door
- where the beats are so hardcore
- and metal clangs on floors
- yet i cant pretend to be nice
- when my life's as cold as ice
- and all i do is wear fake smiles
- and hope this would be worthwhile
- *VERSE 3*
- im not gonna quit, im gonna be persistent
- its like an itch which you can not get rid of
- why dont we know each other? why are we distant?
- fuck you, too late now,this is the most efficient
- way for me to show you what i got to suit my rage
- the way you treat me and explode straight in my face
- screaming "go and make some coffee bitch" like i am your slave
- but revenge is best served cold so here's your coffee with hate
- this maniac is done with you and your reviles
- your orders and your crimes, your dictatorship and your mimes
- but this time when i begin to feel sublime
- and when my lyrics are first hand it defines who i am,
- and who i want to become as i grow up
- dont grow on my back and make me one of those choke ups
- But to fight against a parent, that is just hopeless
- because all you do is threaten to render me homeless cos
- *hook*
- this...is the way i lose control
- like a maniac on my door
- where the beats are so hardcore
- and metal clangs on floors
- yet i cant pretend to be nice
- when my life's as cold as ice
- and all i do is wear fake smiles
- and hope this would be worthwhile
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