A Gangster and a Gentleman

It's All Good

Styles P

Lyrics & Rhyme Analysis

18

End

120

Internal

55

Multi

185

Slant

10

Chain

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[Chorus: Joey Bada$$]
Badmon,✦ we ah run tings, yeah
Never✦ let the tings run we, uh
All di gyal dem a come pree
But mi tell them that the buddy✦ never✦ come free
Badmon,✦ we ah run tings, yeah
Never✦ let the tings run we, uh
All di gyal dem a come pree
But mi tell them that the buddy✦ never✦ come free
[Verse 2: Styles P]
Super✦ predator,✦ filthy✦ AmeriKKKa
Burn the newspapers and the editors
My dead presidents✦ ain’t dead enough✦
Blew a zip to the head, still ain't red enough✦
Pray to Jesus, hope he got you
No I'm not a chicken, I never✦ listen✦ to FOX News
Niggas built the country but never✦ givin'✦ they props due
Payin’ for my people, I'm still payin' for my pops dues
I'm royalty, my momma✦ said it
I'm gold hearted, I'm scum headed✦
Lost soul in a promised land of promises
Gotta✦ mask on, but no, I'm not anonymous
Built on my lonely,✦ no accomplices
Light a L up for my accomplishments
I'm a real nigga,✦ it's not a lot of 'em
If they were, then the cops probably shot at 'em
[Chorus: Joey Bada$$]
Badmon,✦ we ah run tings, yeah
Never✦ let the tings run we, uh
All di gyal dem a come pree
But mi tell them that the buddy✦ never✦ come free
Badmon,✦ we ah run tings, yeah
Never✦ let the tings run we, uh
All di gyal dem a come pree
But mi tell them that the buddy✦ never✦ come free
[Verse 3: Joey Bada$$]
Yeah, I stomp the grounds in my Timberlands
Ain't nothin'✦ colder✦ than New York when that December in
The coldest shoulders, from average Joes and the simple mans
I pack the heat 'cause I'm known around to be simmerin'
That mean I'm finna✦ hit the boilin'✦ point like real soon
Man, I've been heatin'✦ up, my self esteem✦ been on the moon
The flow is hotter✦ than volcanic craters✦ near the equator✦
Any✦ debaters✦ is simply✦ haters, they know that I'm greater
I be countin' my paper,✦ forever✦ fuck all the majors✦
Did it all on my own, don't owe nobody✦ no favors✦
It's clear, I'm heir to the throne, I've been the best in my zone
Internationally known, forever✦ Brooklyn's own
I mean, come on, but here's✦ for the Presidents,✦ the Congressmen, the Senators
Who got us all slavin'✦ while they reapin'✦ all the benefits
Got the world thinkin' that it's true 'bout what they said of us
AmeriKKKa's worst nightmare, the super✦ predator✦

Technical Breakdown

8.2
Multisyllabic Rhymes8.5

Complexity of rhyme schemes (data-driven)

Internal Rhymes9.5

Rhymes within a line (data-driven)

Wordplay / Double Entendres7.0

Clever language, metaphors, punchlines

Cadence / Rhythm8.5

Flow variation and timing (data-driven)

Vocabulary Complexity7.0

Range and depth of words used (data-driven)

Delivery / Breath Control8.0

Performance and control

Computed Score8.17

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Critic Analysis
RAPLEDGER BAROMETER™

Styles P utilizes a gritty, socio-political narrative structure that relies on internal rhyme density and consistent multisyllabic patterns rather than abstract metaphors, grounding his delivery in a hardened, authoritative posture.

A
8.5
Multisyllabic
9.5
Internal Rhymes
8.5
Cadence / Flow
7
Vocabulary
7
Wordplay
8
Delivery
Multisyllabic internal rhyme chainsPolitical imagerySyncopated street cadenceAssonance-heavy phrasing
Rhyme Architecture: Styles employs a dense AAAA-style block structure with heavy reliance on multisyllabic end-rhymes (e.g., 'AmeriKKKa/editors/presidents/enough'), supported by tightly coiled internal syllable matching that drives the rhythmic forward motion.
Verified Doubles & Entendres

"My dead presidents ain’t dead enough"

① Reference to the portraits of historical figures on U.S. currency.② A commentary on the lingering, toxic influence of historical systemic power/wealth gaps that continue to haunt current generations.

"I'm gold hearted, I'm scum headed"

① Gold-hearted indicates a person of inherent value or virtue; scum-headed suggests a hardened, cynical, or street-level survivalist mindset.② Contrast between moral internal integrity and the perceived 'low-life' exterior required to survive within his environment.

"Payin’ for my people, I'm still payin' for my pops dues"

① Paying literal money or restitution for family debts.② Bearing the ancestral burden of the 'dues' or trauma inherited from the previous generation.

Commanding vocal presence and conviction

High-density internal rhyme patterns

Consistent thematic focus on systemic critique

Rhythmic stability and pocket locking

Occasional reliance on standard rap tropes (e.g., dead presidents)

Lacks structural pivots or experimental flow switches

Some punchlines rely on surface-level observation rather than deep linguistic layering

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