Da Wiseman
Outro
Cassidy
Lyrics & Rhyme Analysis
45
End
219
Internal
89
Multi
314
Slant
10
Chain
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Repeat✦ Pre-Verse
[Verse 1: Baby Bash]
Now I walk around like I got a rock in my sock
When it's just a limb, from this money✦ right in my pocket✦
Pimp
I know you smell it cause it's gettin'✦ you naucious✦
Cause the shit I'm layin' on this track is Brown as the Foxy's
I'm the done dealer✦
Don Dadda,✦ fresh out of Guatemala
Some say, "Bash, you the shit"
In Spanish, I'm the dada✦
It's the million✦ dollar✦ Mexi, the mack, God he done bless me
Girls wanna✦ caress✦ me, like I'm Elvis✦ Presley
Chorus:✦ Russell Lee
It don't stop
Straight to the top til the game lock
You know I gotta✦ rep for my hood and my block
Stackin' up my bread, make me stand a little taller✦
Collectin' my winnings without punching no Glocks
The game's✦ gettin'✦ hard, so I gotta✦ get smarter
Watching out for cops, cause my homies✦ got knocked
Drought seas in our cheer, but my pocket's ain't starvin'
That's why I stay chargin'
You know we won't stop
[Verse 2: Don Cisco]
This is for my heavyweighters
Pullin'✦ strings like elevators
Where my ops in full swing, I'll be standing on top of skyscrapers
Seventy stories✦ or more
Eventually the public'll
Know my story,✦ fa' sho
Make a household
Name out of Don Cisco✦
Go from a hustler✦
Born and grind, tryin' to find some dough
To the billion✦ dollar✦
Boy club
Mexicali thug style
I got
Money✦ to get back, I'm fresh off the drug drought
FED's couldn't stop me, head shots didn't pop me
Wouldn't lock, never✦ got me, I'm the same player, still cocky✦
Bossed✦ out
Hoppin'✦ out of the drought
Lookin'✦ flossed out, everything✦ chopped, even✦ the crop
Believe I'm the don, listen,✦ everything✦ I'm breathing on
Represent✦ west side til the rider✦ in me's dead and gone
Me and Bash do things
Butch Cassidy,✦ sing
Let 'em know it's all know, the cash prestine
Come on
Bridge: Butch Cassidy✦
Ain't nobody✦ gonna✦ stop me now
I'm gonna✦ do everything✦ I can
And ain't nobody✦ gonna✦ stop my flow
You gonna✦ hear me from coast to coast
But
Somebody's gonna✦ make me mad
And I'm a take everything✦ they have
So put it all in the past
And do it so quick, so fast
Repeat✦ Hook
[Verse 3: Nino Brown]
Homeboy
I got the grid locked✦
That good yatch, gone breezes
And they serve rock
Some motherfuckers can't caught blocks
Trey hop
Roley✦ bezel for you got swapped
You like spider✦ monkey,✦ Nino✦ Brown's sasquatch
Them little haters, they be tickling me
Brush 'em off, like the dust, on my Stacy,✦ homie
Once again,✦ it's that motherfuckin' Mexican with attitude
Paid my dues
Steady,✦ grindin' through the avenues
Dogder✦ blue, homie
The city✦ that I represent✦
Los Scandulous,✦ city✦ where my homies✦ did
Fuck a fed
Keep 'em Presidential stacked up
Hear what I said, little soldiers gettin'✦ taxed✦ up
Back the fuck up, move, biotch
Get out the way
You know the set, holmes✦
And my
A. stompin'
Walkin'✦ in my big brown boots
Flossin'
Stankin' eagle, that's my roots
Motherfucker
Repeat✦ Chorus✦
[Verse 4: Mr. Kee]
Now put your money✦ where your mouth is, anybody who doubt this
Wherever you see the westside, that's probably where the south is
United✦ like a gang truce, khakis✦ pants and house shoes
But out in the Yay, it's throwbacks, beanies✦ and bulletproof
Spinners in their mouthpiece, heat up, and the old school
Funk jump, no questions asked,✦ ride like we supposed to
Up in my city,✦ see the bridge and the fall
Know where the place on earth to be, than where this real turn off
I'm smashing off a side show, but money✦ must come first
This ain't no overnight choice, I'm been a hustler✦ since birth
They call me Mr. Kee, the Latin✦ boss
Latin✦ king, Latin✦ don
Spittin' like the Latin✦ play, tryin' to put his Latins on
And they say money✦ is the root of all evil✦
But there ain't nothing in this world to make me cross up my people
I swear to God, I'll be a soldier til I'm six in the dirt
My Henny✦ bottle in my casket✦ and a fist full of words
The hustler's theme
Repeat✦ Chorus✦
Technical Breakdown
7.7
Multisyllabic Rhymes7.5
Complexity of rhyme schemes (data-driven)
Internal Rhymes9.5
Rhymes within a line (data-driven)
Wordplay / Double Entendres5.0
Clever language, metaphors, punchlines
Cadence / Rhythm9.0
Flow variation and timing (data-driven)
Vocabulary Complexity8.0
Range and depth of words used (data-driven)
Delivery / Breath Control6.0
Performance and control
Computed Score7.65
Production
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Critic Analysis
RAPLEDGER BAROMETER™
Baby Bash employs a rhythmic, accessible style that leans heavily on phonetic play and pop-culture analogies, prioritizing flow and cadence over lyrical complexity, which aligns with the commercial rap standards of its release era.
B+
7.5
Multisyllabic
9.5
Internal Rhymes
9
Cadence / Flow
8
Vocabulary
5
Wordplay
6
Delivery
Multisyllabic internal rhyme chainsPhonetic wordplayPop-culture referential metaphorsRhythmic syncopation
Rhyme Architecture: Predominantly AABB or AAAA couplet-based structures with heavy internal rhyming schemes that bridge the gap between lines to maintain a steady pocket.
Verified Doubles & Entendres
"Brown as the Foxy's"
① A literal reference to the color brown related to the content of his music.② A double reference to rapper Foxy Brown, using her name to describe the thematic quality of his tracks.
"In Spanish, I'm the dada"
① A playful reference to his role as a 'Don Dadda' or boss figure.② A literal play on the Spanish word 'dada' meaning 'given' or 'given away', framing himself as an accessible provider.
Consistent rhythmic pocket and cadence
Effective use of internal rhyme to maintain forward momentum
Strong command of tone and vocal charisma
Lack of deep metaphorical layers or complex entendres
Over-reliance on repetitive rhyming conventions
Content remains largely surface-level without significant lyrical subtext