Master of Ceremonies

We Don't Play

Styles P

Lyrics & Rhyme Analysis

16

End

154

Internal

86

Multi

165

Slant

5

Chain

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[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]
Needle icepick through your writing hand
Heart like a rock, hard to drop like Spider-Man
Park your pretty✦ cars up, hop inside✦ the rider-van
Hunt ya like Worm for a couple hundred dollar✦ fam
Drive of a street lord, knowledge of a college man
Almighty dollars get you dead, make your momma✦ plan
Nothing like the sound of dough, I'ma✦ make the commas✦ dance
Numbers jump high, numb and drunk in my drama✦ stance
The no fly zone, you don't get a city✦ chance
Show up at your show, make you hoes piss your skinny✦ pants
I'm with blammy✦ so my haters can't stand me or jam me
I'm running niggas✦ over✦ like Brandy✦
Motherfuck a Grammy,✦ give me weed and eye candy✦
Coca-Cola daughter, pussy✦ from a very✦ nice family✦
Won't last stepping in the street without the swammy✦
From Southside to Y.O., niggas✦ die daily✦
[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]
Nigga✦ we don't play! We handle problems✦ the worst way
We'll get you shot stabbed✦ robbed✦ on your birthday✦
Nigga✦ you ain't got no business✦ 'round here in the first place
Look at everybody✦ chilling✦ - well fuck that!
I'ma✦ play the villain✦ - fuck that! I'm here to make a killin'✦
All money's✦ good money,✦ weed and liquor✦ stealin'✦
Small money,✦ tall money,✦ nigga✦ we want it all
Left hand on the wheel, other✦ hand on the draw
[Verse 3: Styles P]
I'm hard in the problem like algebra
Only✦ use the gun if it's a high enough✦ caliber
You ain't a Dodge car then you ain't no Challenger
Play wit'cha✦ life nigga✦ but you ain't no gambler
Die any✦ day of the week, go get a calendar
Harder✦ than Russian roulette,✦ nigga✦ fuck a Gillette✦
I take a gun and put a Buck to your neck
Or a 50 to your grill, bring the blicky✦ to the hill
These young niggas✦ is buggin',✦ tipsy✦ off the pills
I bring the fire like a motherfuckin' Bic lighter
Paper✦ shredder eraser✦ to any✦ sick writer✦
Ghost is the Apocalypse, hole in your esophagus
Runnin✦ through the shit like a motherfucking rhinoceros
Nasty✦ like a hippo✦ is, show you what a sicko✦ is
Barrel✦ to your girl clit, bitch is you ticklish?
You gon' fuck around✦ and get, burned✦ like syphilis nigga✦
[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]
Nigga✦ we don't play! We handle problems✦ the worst way
We'll get you shot stabbed✦ robbed✦ on your birthday✦
Nigga✦ you ain't got no business✦ 'round here in the first place
Look at everybody✦ chilling✦ - well fuck that!
I'ma✦ play the villain✦ - fuck that! I'm here to make a killin'✦
All money's✦ good money,✦ weed and liquor✦ stealin'✦
Small money,✦ tall money,✦ nigga✦ we want it all
Left hand on the wheel, other✦ hand on the draw

Technical Breakdown

7.4
Multisyllabic Rhymes9.5

Complexity of rhyme schemes (data-driven)

Internal Rhymes9.5

Rhymes within a line (data-driven)

Wordplay / Double Entendres6.5

Clever language, metaphors, punchlines

Cadence / Rhythm6.5

Flow variation and timing (data-driven)

Vocabulary Complexity8.0

Range and depth of words used (data-driven)

Delivery / Breath Control7.0

Performance and control

Computed Score7.40

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Critic Analysis
RAPLEDGER BAROMETER™

Lloyd Banks employs a high-density internal rhyme scheme typical of the G-Unit era, utilizing dense multi-syllabic strings to establish a 'street-reportage' tone that relies on punchy, aggressive delivery over deep thematic complexity.

B+
9.5
Multisyllabic
9.5
Internal Rhymes
6.5
Cadence / Flow
8
Vocabulary
6.5
Wordplay
7
Delivery
Multisyllabic internal rhyme stringsAssonance-heavy end rhymesAggressive tonal shiftsStaccato rhythmic pacing
Rhyme Architecture: The verse relies on a highly consistent AAAA, BBBB structure utilizing masculine endings, often chaining 4-5 syllables of rhyme per line to maintain momentum, characteristic of early 2000s New York mixtape rap.
Verified Doubles & Entendres

"Almighty dollars get you dead, make your momma plan"

① The pursuit of money leads to violent death requiring funeral arrangements.② A play on the 'Almighty Dollar' idiom, suggesting the currency itself is the architect of the family's grief.

"I'm running niggas over like Brandy"

① Physical assault via vehicle.② A cultural reference to the R&B singer Brandy's 2002 high-profile car accident, conflating street violence with pop culture notoriety.

"I'ma make the commas dance"

① Earning enough money to fill a bank account with comma-separated figures.② Visualizing the aesthetic appearance of money piles shifting or 'dancing' due to volume.

Exceptional density of internal rhyme chains

Commanding, unapologetic delivery style

Strong rhythmic consistency that serves the pocket

Effective use of multis to drive the 'aggressive' aesthetic

Wordplay occasionally borders on generic threats

Linear narrative lacks metaphorical depth beyond street tropes

Reliance on predictable 'gangster' imagery

Some forced rhyme pairings to sustain the scheme

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