Lyrical Analysis of...
Drugs
- He walks the streets gazing down
- With blank expression, never does he raise a brow
- He feels empty, wishing he could start fresh
- Open his heart like a book and tear the fucking pages out
- Cash and drugs is the only thing he chases down
- Take a trip and journey in to Satan's house
- At first he only wanted to take a browse
- He's always talking shit, if only he could taste his mouth
- Silly silly boy, he didn't listen to what mama used to say about
- drugs and alcohol now his bank account
- is empty, his car is breaking down
- He can't afford to get a repair and stress is weighing him down
- His mind is twisted so much it can never be straightened out
- He used to have friends but he taped their mouths
- Their arms with chains around them
- and they're just skeletons sleeping in his basement now
- He sits on a couch and thinks about the things he could've done with his life
- He's an asshole now but believe it or not once he was nice
- The thug life comes with a price
- From the beginning he knew that he would be juggling knives
- It was all fun and money til he got one stuck in his eye
- Moved on from weed now he's fucking with ice
- Feels like he's stuck in another di
- mention
- If someone tries to talk to him he doesn't reply
- He lost his only friend that he could trust with his life
- He walks alone and nothing's alright
- Drops to his knees and looks up at the sky
- Wishes he could fucking just die
LYRICAL GRADE
A
RHYME DENSITY
0
RHYME LENGTH
Rhyme Syllables
90
Total Syllables
335
Rhyming Lines
27/35
Unique Words
71.9%
Slang
5.7%
Profanity
2.4%
Avg. Syllables Per Word
1.29
Word Cloud
walks streets gazing down blank expression never raise brow feels empty wishing start fresh open heart book tear fucking pages out cash drugs thing chases take trip journey satan's house first wanted browse he's always talking shit taste mouth silly boy didn't listen mama used alcohol now bank account car breaking can't afford repair stress weighing mind twisted much straightened friends taped mouths arms chains around they're skeletons sleeping basement sits couch thinks things could've done life asshole believe once nice thug comes price beginning knew juggling knives fun money til one stuck eye moved weed ice another di mention someone tries talk doesn't reply lost friend trust alone nothing's alright drops knees looks up sky wishes die
Profanity
fucking, shit, asshole
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