Street's Disciple

Suicide Bounce

Nas

Lyrics & Rhyme Analysis

11

End

148

Internal

54

Multi

131

Slant

6

Chain

Rhyme Groups — hover to spotlight
[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
Fight, fists, dance, sucker✦
Suicide–✦ bounce, brother✦
Ice, whips, cash, nigga✦
Watch your– big– ass, momma✦
Fight, fists, dance, sucker✦
Suicide–✦ bounce, brother✦
Ice, whips, cash, nigga✦
Watch your– big– ass, momma✦
[Verse 2: Nas]
To your–power structure, Nas is dangerous✦
Y'all the antithesis, the opposite
Twitching shit, all up in your body✦ language
Mean mugging your bitch, because✦ she leans over✦
To look closer✦ – told you, "Y'all sloppy✦ gangsters," saying, "Nas is this, and Nas is that"
Your eyes go front, your eyes go back
Surprised I'm at the same place y'all be at
It's obvious✦ you don't know how I react
Like, I don't know where the party's at
You're foaming at the mouth, losing✦ breath
Like a cardiac arrest,✦ but I ain't impressed
Because✦ the fact is, y'all don't really✦ want it
Two to the head, four to the stomach
Call more security because–I come off
Anywhere you at, you scary✦ cats
If you dare squeeze back, Nas shall reign
A thousand times✦ harder,✦ than when I first came
Y'all not relentless, y'all dumb
And y'all just forgot about✦ the consequences
Not a jail sentence, but see
The nigga✦ you feed'll kick it to dude, that kick it to me
We possess–the recipes for death
The jealousy destroys, so feed the dog first
Watch out for Salmonella poisoning
I know a kid who'll throw shit in your food
And say, "That's the way you kill a man, avoid✦ the shooting" – hey
[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
Fight, fists, dance, sucker✦
Suicide–✦ bounce, brother✦
Ice, whips, cash, nigga✦
Watch your– big– ass, momma✦
Fight, fists, dance, sucker✦
Suicide–✦ bounce, brother✦
Ice, whips, cash, nigga✦
Watch your– big– ass, momma✦
[Bridge: Quan]
You smile–in my face
Secretly I know–you want my place
You waiting on me to choke, don't want a nigga✦ to breathe
Want to come cut my throat, you want to get rid of me
But before✦ I let it happen,✦ them guns gon' start clapping
And y'all gon' rest in peace, because✦ death is the recipe✦
Before✦ I let it happen,✦ them guns gon' start clappin
And y'all gon' rest in peace, because✦ death is the recipe✦
[Outro: Busta Rhymes]
Suicide✦ bounce, brother✦
Suicide✦ bounce, brother✦
Suicide✦ bounce, brother✦
Suicide✦ bounce, brother✦

Technical Breakdown

7.7
Multisyllabic Rhymes8.5

Complexity of rhyme schemes (data-driven)

Internal Rhymes9.5

Rhymes within a line (data-driven)

Wordplay / Double Entendres6.5

Clever language, metaphors, punchlines

Cadence / Rhythm7.5

Flow variation and timing (data-driven)

Vocabulary Complexity7.0

Range and depth of words used (data-driven)

Delivery / Breath Control7.5

Performance and control

Computed Score7.66

Production

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Critic Analysis
RAPLEDGER BAROMETER™

Nas leverages a direct, confrontational tone to establish dominance, utilizing rhythmic pocket-switching to mock his opponents' lack of composure while maintaining a controlled, rhythmic delivery.

B+
8.5
Multisyllabic
9.5
Internal Rhymes
7.5
Cadence / Flow
7
Vocabulary
6.5
Wordplay
7.5
Delivery
Internal rhyme stackingMultisyllabic cadence shiftsDirect address confrontationPhonetic mirroring
Rhyme Architecture: The verse relies heavily on internal multisyllabic clusters (dangerous/antithesis/language/gangsters) creating a dense rhythmic bed that contrasts with the simple, punchy end-rhymes.
Verified Doubles & Entendres

"Y'all the antithesis, the opposite"

① A philosophical statement regarding the fundamental opposition between Nas and his rivals.② A reinforcement of the rhyme scheme, using 'antithesis' and 'opposite' to bridge the internal and external rhyme sounds seamlessly.

"Two to the head, four to the stomach"

① A literal violent threat indicating firearm placement.② A rhythmic breakdown—six syllables delivered in rapid succession to mimic the mechanical action of the weapon mentioned.

Authoritative vocal presence

Strong use of internal rhyme to dictate flow

Coherent thematic narrative of intimidation

Punchlines are functional rather than metaphorical

Relies on standard bravado tropes common to the era

Limited layers of subtext compared to his peak lyrical output

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