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[Verse 1: Nashawn]

I wanna^✦ be more than that bullet^✦ that go through ya zone

Wanna^✦ be the lead that tear through ya skin and crack bones^✦

Wanna^✦ be the heat that you feel, makin'^✦ ya moan

Wanna^✦ be the hospital bed that you lay on

Wanna^✦ be the god that you feel when you pray on

It's Nashawn; the type that get the hyper^✦ calm, I'm gonna^✦ kill somethin'

Rap cats be real frontin'

Fuck shootin' legs, cock back, put his brains on the pave'

Nigga^✦ how 'bout that? Close range with the gauge and get payed

First rapper^✦ to shoot off stage

Turn the front page the next day; my life is like a book

A twenty-four hour song without no hook

Millennium Thug, computer chips up in my slug

Turn corners^✦ when you turn corners,^✦ know who to plug

Thugs around me outside,^✦ it's grimy^✦ outside^✦

Better^✦ slide before^✦ you get bodied^✦ outside^✦

[Chorus: Nas]

These the last words of a hanging^✦ slave; how can I forget^✦ this?

I rob you, put you on my hit list (Uh)

Under^✦ my nails is dirty,^✦ look at the grime

My burnt lips from the roach clips

How can I shine?

Being broke and bag a dope bitch; powerful^✦ minds

We brave men (Uh-huh)

I blow smoke and I'ma^✦ keep sayin'

[Chorus: Nashawn & Nas]

These the last words of a hanging^✦ slave; how can I forget^✦ this? (Uh)

I rob you, put you on my hit list

Under^✦ my nails is dirty,^✦ look at the grime

My burnt lips from the roach clips

How can I shine?

Being broke and bag a dope bitch; powerful^✦ minds

We brave men

I'ma^✦ blow smoke and keep sayin'

[Verse 2: Nas]

I'm a prison^✦ cell, six by nine

Livin'^✦ hell; stone wall, metal^✦ bars for the gods in jail

My nickname? The can, the slammer, the big house

I'm the place many^✦ fear 'cause there's^✦ no way out

I take the sun away,^✦ put misery^✦ instead

When you with me, most folks consider you dead

I saw too many^✦ inmates fallin'^✦ apart

Call for the guards to let them out at night when it's dark

Convicts think they alone,^✦ but if they listen^✦ close

They can hear me groan, touch the wall, feel my pulse

All the pictures you put up is stuck to my skin

I hear ya prayers (Even^✦ when ya whisperin')

I make it hotter^✦ in the summer,^✦ colder^✦ in the winter^✦

If the court parole^✦ ya, then another con enters

No remorse for your tears, I seen 'em too often^✦

When you cry, I make you feel alive^✦ inside^✦ a coffin^✦

Watch you when you eat, play with your mind when you sleep

Make you dream that you free, then you wake up to me

Face to face with a cage, no matter^✦ your age

I can shatter you, turn you to a savage^✦ in rage

Change ya life, that's if you get a chance to get out

'Cause only^✦ you and I know what suffering's about^✦

Yo, it's stunnin' when bed sheets become^✦ your woman^✦

And I'm the one that got yo' weapons when the beef is comin'^✦

Maybe one day, I'll open^✦ up my arms to release you

You'll always be my property, nigga,^✦ stay legal^✦ (Stay legal,^✦ stay legal,^✦ stay legal)^✦

[Chorus: Nas]

These the last words of a hanging^✦ slave; how can I forget^✦ this?

I rob you, put you on my hit list

Under^✦ my nails is dirty,^✦ look at the grime

My burnt lips from the roach clips

How can I shine?

Being broke and bag a dope bitch, powerful^✦ minds

We brave men

I blow smoke and I'ma^✦ keep sayin'

[Chorus: Nashawn]

These the last words of a hanging^✦ slave; how can I forget^✦ this?

I rob you, put you on my hit list

Under^✦ my nails is dirty,^✦ look at the grime

My burnt lips from the roach clips

How can I shine?

Being broke and bag a dope bitch, powerful^✦ minds

We brave men

I'ma^✦ blow smoke and keep sayin'

[Chorus: Nas]

These the last words of a hanging^✦ slave; how can I forget^✦ this?

I rob you. Put you on my hit list

Under^✦ my nails is dirty,^✦ look at the grime

My burnt lips from the roach clips. How can I shine?

Being broke and bag a dope bitch, powerful^✦ minds. We brave men

I blow smoke and I'mma^✦ keep sayin'

Technical Breakdown

8.2

Multisyllabic Rhymes8.5

Complexity of rhyme schemes (data-driven)

Internal Rhymes9.5

Rhymes within a line (data-driven)

Wordplay / Double Entendres5.0

Clever language, metaphors, punchlines

Cadence / Rhythm10.0

Flow variation and timing (data-driven)

Vocabulary Complexity7.0

Range and depth of words used (data-driven)

Delivery / Breath Control7.0

Performance and control

Computed Score8.23

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RAPLEDGER BAROMETER™

The verse relies heavily on visceral, aggressive imagery and an unrelenting, punchy rhythmic cadence, prioritizing raw impact and street-level menace over complex lyrical abstraction.

8.5

Multisyllabic

9.5

Internal Rhymes

Cadence / Flow

Vocabulary

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Delivery

Anaphoric repetitionVisceral imageryAggressive enjambmentInternal rhyme stacking

Rhyme Architecture: The verse employs a heavy AAAA-style anaphoric opening using 'Wanna be' to build tension, transitioning into a more standard mid-90s East Coast rhythmic bounce with consistent end-rhyme chains and dense internal patterns.

Verified Doubles & Entendres

"computer chips up in my slug"

① Literal reference to advanced or custom-modified ammunition② Metaphorical reference to high-tech, precise, and cold-blooded targeting capabilities

"my life is like a book / A twenty-four hour song without no hook"

① The literal lack of a chorus in the structure of the song② A metaphor for a life of relentless, uninterrupted conflict and street activity that never resolves or simplifies

Commanding, aggressive vocal delivery

Consistent rhythmic tension and pocket maintenance

Highly evocative and gritty visual storytelling

Limited metaphorical depth

Relies on standard street tropes typical of the era

Lack of multi-layered entendres beyond the surface violence

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