I Pledge Allegiance to the Grind II
What's Happenin'
Killer Mike
Lyrics & Rhyme Analysis
41
End
226
Internal
87
Multi
230
Slant
12
Chain
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[Verse 2: Big Boi]
My Cadillac got that boom, boom in it, listen✦ to it drop
Like cereal in your breakfast bowl just jumpin'✦ off the top
A nigga✦ don't stop for squares or octagons prepare
I'm not the one you scared,✦ the Piccolo Pimp done set up shop
Nigga✦ you pop lock, for pop rocks, but I'm only✦ poppin✦ tweeters
And woofers and pussies be blowing purple wit' my feet up
I'mma✦ eat up anybody who tests this, I'm blessed wit'
Super✦ human powers, poke your chest in, the next of kin
Gone be the first one like some Mexicans to buck
Nigga✦ you stuck like a truck in red dirt, you's in church
And I'm the deacon✦ speakin'✦ while ya tweakin'✦
The preacher preachin',✦ reachin',✦ teachin'✦ speakin',✦ being, breathin'
You're not, your clock stop, and now you're laying in a pretty✦ box
And now the pastor✦ is only✦ talking 'bout the pretty✦ parts of your life
Your brother fuckin'✦ your damn wife
You look for the pearly✦ white gates,✦ but you realize your fate
It's too late, cause you hate, you hate
It's too late, cause you hate
Punk pussy✦ ass bitch, game over,✦ (What you wanna✦ do?) who want some?!
[Chorus: Big Boi]
Don't you be looking✦ at me crazy✦ like ya want to
The game is over✦ k.b. baby✦ won't you
Just quit the contemplating✦ 'cause
I'll box you in your muthafuckin'✦ mouth
Don't you be looking✦ at me crazy✦ like ya want to
The game is over✦ k.b. baby✦ won't you
Just quit the contemplating✦ 'cause
I'll box you in your muthafuckin'✦ mouth
[Verse 3: Killer Mike + Big Boi]
Roll my blunts thick, like I like my bitch
Lick my blunts and spit, like she do my dick
Attempted murder✦ dick, for ways I choke chicks
Spit it in her eye make it hard to focus✦
Killer✦ Mike gonna✦ calm down, things gonna✦ get a little crazy✦
Ol' girl might yell rape G, you might as well give her a throat baby✦
Goop goobler, goop gravy,✦ no dicking her down to the ground
Now you doing the Dirty✦ South, know what I'm talkin'✦ about✦
Big Boi, my mentor,✦ hear what you hollering about✦
But fuck that, I'm looking✦ for love all in her mouth
Need her to gobble up jism, like school lunches✦
Need her to take cat beatings and throat punches✦
Like a swarm of locusts, no hocus-pocus
You wanna✦ approach us, buzzards and vultures
We two of the dopest✦ mic controllers✦
Stack big bank, honey✦ folders
Even✦ wit' rollers,✦ I'm trying to told ya
Even✦ loving,✦ lavish, ladies,✦ leaving, landmarks of Lemon-lime, lip gloss on your lavender lape
Ls leaping lizards, keep me slizzard, my mind's expanding
Readily rappin'✦ and snappin',✦ snappin'✦ and trappin'✦
That's just what's happening
[Chorus: Big Boi]
Don't you be looking✦ at me crazy✦ like ya want to
The game is over✦ k.b. baby✦ won't you
Just quit the contemplating✦ 'cause
I'll box you in your muthafuckin'✦ mouth
Don't you be looking✦ at me crazy✦ like ya want to
The game is over✦ k.b. baby✦ won't you
Just quit the contemplating✦ 'cause
I'll box you in your muthafuckin'✦ mouth
[Outro: J-Sweet]
A whey you want come dis
When you know you nuh fit
You better✦ move you bombo✦
Before✦ me start trip
Nuff a them a talk OutKast✦
Nuff a them a trip
Nuff a them come in like a bitch
Whey wear slip
A J-Sweet me name an' me already Chris
A OutKast✦ me spar wid
So boy nuh try dis
If you dis boy shot knaw go miss
Gun shot a go teck you just like fits
Boy hear me song an' thought a remix
Brand new tune platinum hits
We nah gon' run and switch like no bitch
OutKast,✦ J-Sweet, Killer✦ Mike
Technical Breakdown
8.9
Multisyllabic Rhymes8.5
Complexity of rhyme schemes (data-driven)
Internal Rhymes9.5
Rhymes within a line (data-driven)
Wordplay / Double Entendres7.5
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 Control8.5
Performance and control
Computed Score8.86
Production
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Critic Analysis
RAPLEDGER BAROMETER™
Big Boi demonstrates exceptional rhythmic pocket control and internal rhyme density, utilizing rapid-fire syllabic clusters that mirror the frantic energy of his flow while maintaining narrative cohesion through a shift from bravado to morbid storytelling.
A+
8.5
Multisyllabic
9.5
Internal Rhymes
10
Cadence / Flow
7
Vocabulary
7.5
Wordplay
8.5
Delivery
Internal rhyme clustersAssonant chain manipulationPhonetic mirroringDynamic cadence acceleration
Rhyme Architecture: The verse employs a highly intricate internal rhyme scheme with frequent multisyllabic enjambment. Big Boi uses an AAAA-style rapid-fire rhyme cluster in the 'preacher' section, relying on phonetic repetition of the '-eekin'/'eaching' suffixes to create a relentless forward momentum before shifting into a slower, more deliberate end-rhyme structure.
Verified Doubles & Entendres
"I'm only poppin tweeters / And woofers"
① The literal audio equipment in his Cadillac producing bass.② Metaphorical intimidation, 'popping' or silencing those who talk too much (tweeters) and aggressive enemies (woofers/dogs).
"I'm the deacon speakin' while ya tweakin'"
① A religious authority figure delivering a sermon at the subject's funeral.② The dominant player in the game asserting control over a panicked, drug-addled or fearful opponent.
"you stuck like a truck in red dirt"
① A vehicle physically mired in the mud of the American South.② A person completely unable to escape a dire situation due to their own poor decisions or environment.
Superior rhythmic pocket mastery
Exceptional density of internal rhymes
High-energy, authoritative vocal presence
Coherent thematic progression from car culture to existential threat
Occasional reliance on dated slang
Minor narrative leaps in the transition to the church sequence
Vocabulary complexity is slightly lower than his peak technical output