Life After Death
Kick in the Door
The Notorious B.I.G.
Lyrics & Rhyme Analysis
34
End
245
Internal
81
Multi
260
Slant
16
Chain
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Biggie
This goes out to you
This goes out to you, and you, and you, and you
This goes out to you
This goes out to you
This goes out to you, and you, and you
Uhh, your reign on the top was short like leprechauns
As I crush so-called willies,✦ thugs, and rapper-dons
Get in that ass quick, fast like Ramadan
It's that rap phenomenon Don Dada,✦ fuck Poppa✦
You got to call me Francis M.H
White, intake✦ light tokes,✦ tote iron✦
Was told in shootouts, stay low and keep firin'
Keep extra✦ clips for extra✦ shit, who's next to
Flip on that cat with that grip on rap?
The most shady,✦ (Tell 'em!) Frankie baby✦
Ain't no telling where
I may be, may see me in D.C
At Howard✦ Homecoming with my man Capone,✦ dumbing
Fucking✦ something, you should know my steelo✦
Went from ten Gs for blow to 30 Gs a show
To orgies✦ with hoes I never✦ seen before✦
So, Jesus, get off the Notorious'✦
Penis before✦ I squeeze and bust
If the beef between us, we can settle it with the chrome
And metal✦ shit, I make it hot like a kettle get
You're delicate, you better✦ get - who sent ya?
You still pedal✦ shit, I got more rides✦ than Great Adventure
Biggie (How are you gonna✦ do it?)
Kick in the door, waving✦ the four-four✦
All you heard was Poppa✦ don't hit me no more
Kick in the door, waving✦ the four-four✦
All you heard was Poppa✦ don't hit me no more
Kick in the door, waving✦ the four-four✦
All you heard was Poppa✦ don't hit me no more (Biggie)
Kick in the door, waving✦ the four-four✦ (Uh-huh)✦
All you heard was Poppa✦ don't hit me no more
On ya mark, get set, when I spark, ya wet
Look how dark it get when you're marked✦ for death
Should I start your breath or should I let you die
In fear you start to cry, ask why, lyrically
I'm worshiped, don't front, the word sick
You cursed✦ it, but rehearsed it
I drop unexpectedly like bird shit, you herbs get
Stuck quickly for royalties✦ and show money✦
Don't forget✦ the publishing, I punish 'em, I'm done with them
Son, I'm surprised you run with them, I think they got
Cum in them 'cause they nothing✦ but dicks
Trying to blow up like nitro✦ and dynamite sticks
Mad I smoke hydro,✦ rock diamonds that's sick
Got paid off my flow, rhyme with my own clique
Take trips to Cairo,✦ laying with your bitch
I know you praying you was rich, fucking✦ prick, when I see ya I'ma✦
Kick in the door, waving✦ the four-four✦ (Uh-huh)✦
All you heard was Poppa✦ don't hit me no more (Uh, uh, uh)
Kick in the door, waving✦ the four-four✦
All you heard was Poppa✦ don't hit me no more
Kick in the door, waving✦ the four-four✦
All you heard was Poppa✦ don't hit me no more (Biggie)
Kick in the door, waving✦ the four-four✦
All you heard was Poppa✦ don't hit me no more
This goes out for those that choose to use
Disrespectful views on the King of N-Y
Fuck that, why try, throw bleach in your eye
Now ya brailling it, snatch that light shit, I'm scaling it
Conscious✦ of ya nonsense, in '88
Sold more powder✦ than Johnson✦ and Johnson✦
Tote steel like Bronson, Vigilante
You wanna✦ get on son, you need to ask me
Ain't no other✦ kings in this rap thing, they siblings
Nothing✦ but my children, one shot they disappearing
It's ill when MCs used✦ to be on cruddy✦ shit
Took home Ready✦ to Die, listened, studied shit
Now they on some money✦ shit, successful out the blue
They light weight, fragili, my nine milli
Make the whites✦ shake, that's why my money✦ never✦ funny✦
And you still recouping, stupid,✦ stupid,✦ stupid,✦ stupid,✦ stupid✦
Technical Breakdown
9.8
Multisyllabic Rhymes9.5
Complexity of rhyme schemes (data-driven)
Internal Rhymes9.6
Rhymes within a line (data-driven)
Wordplay / Double Entendres9.5
Clever language, metaphors, punchlines
Cadence / Rhythm9.8
Flow variation and timing (data-driven)
Vocabulary Complexity9.2
Range and depth of words used (data-driven)
Delivery / Breath Control9.9
Performance and control
Computed Score9.80
Production
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Notes
Biggie's most technically ferocious track. The battle rap energy is at 100%