Lifestylez ov da Poor & Dangerous

8 Iz Enuff

Big L

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[Verse 3: Herb McGruff]

For those that don't know, yo, I'm Herb McGruff

I'm on some murder^✦ stuff, and when I talk every^✦ verb is rough

Front on this and get beat bad

With big bats that bruise, break bones,^✦ then wind up bloody^✦ in a body^✦ bag

MCs are live, but I'm mad live-r^✦

Ayo, my rhymes^✦ are more funky^✦ than a African cab driver^✦

Step to this and get sliced^✦ with ease, ate up like rice and peas

(Herb, can you fight?) Yo, I'm nice with these

Ask the nigga^✦ in my last bout

He thought I just was on some gun shit, I had to knock his ass out

Microphones I gotta^✦ tear

Peace to Big L, straight from Hell, I'm the fuck up out of here

[Verse 4: Buddah Bless]

Ayo, it's time to get drastic,^✦ but God bless the fantastic^✦

Herb passed^✦ it, now I melt the mic like it's plastic^✦

I rag crews 'cause I'm bad news

In a mad mood, I'm servin'^✦ brothers^✦ quicker than fast food

Step to this and get your body^✦ blown

'Cause I'm a known maricón, for poems I slide the hotties^✦ home

Here's^✦ some advice:^✦ I'm mad nice

Ayo, I'm quick to lick the mag twice and cold take a fag's life

My swellin' melon^✦ got niggas^✦ jealin'^✦

Ayo, fuck bribes,^✦ I'm takin'^✦ niggas^✦ lives^✦ like a felon^✦

[Verse 5: Big Twan]

Yo, I'm bustin'^✦ chumps like a Glock 10

When I drops in, the top ten is rocked^✦ when it's locked^✦ in

I just abuse^✦ the flow, don't need a fuse to blow

Bruise the groove slow, when I rhyme I just kill your show

I got lines^✦ that's deeper^✦ than a jail bid

No frail, kids get nailed^✦ and read braille when they fail, dig?

Yeah, and I'm nasty,^✦ too nasty^✦ to trash me, bash me

Ayo, that's dead, so don't ask me

You'd get bumped^✦ off if beef ever^✦ jump off

I never^✦ come soft, I got a pump that sawed-off

But when I let slugs out, you will get rubbed^✦ out

For dissin',^✦ you'll come up missin'^✦ like a cub scout

[Verse 6: Killa Cam]

Rappers be funny^✦ like Fletch 'cause they sections say they slaughter, son

Talk about^✦ 9s and TECs and never^✦ shot a water^✦ gun

But Killa^✦ Cam, I get erratic^✦ when it comes^✦ to static^✦

There you have it, a trigger fanatic^✦ with a automatic^✦

Increase^✦ the peace that cease 'cause once I release^✦

My crew from the East, we're leavin'^✦ at least twenty^✦ police^✦ deceased

It's the beast on attack,^✦ so make tracks

I break backs, I jack with def gats and black MACs

On Lenox Ave., ain't no light looks, you fight crooks

Left and right hooks

If you front, get your life took

[Verse 7: Trooper J]

I'm havin'^✦ nail-sharp pains in my brains like a Hellraiser

I'm blazin'^✦ trails from jail cells, so a trailblazer

Who find crime and fill the 9 with nothin'^✦ but lead?

Boom-bye-bye, dem find another batty^✦ bwoy dead

In backyard alleys, but I call 'em crack-more valleys

And I pack more rallies^✦ than riots back in Cali

And people wanna^✦ know the reason^✦ why I blow my fuse

I'm in a daze and I'm so confused

From seein' heads shake so many^✦ times^✦ the lead make

And Mike Boogie's^✦ next up to keep my head straight

[Verse 8: Mike Boogie]

I should never^✦ rhyme 'cause every^✦ time I step into^✦ a contest

Kids evacuate the premises like it's a bomb threat

'Cause they know when I start droppin' poems

That I be knockin' domes^✦

Poppin'^✦ bones^✦ and sendin'^✦ niggas^✦ hoppin'^✦ home

Word to God, it's kinda^✦ hard for a fag to touch this

So if you're comin'^✦ to see me, nigga,^✦ bring a cast and crutches

And niggas,^✦ I don't need a gun for you, none of you

'Cause I can kill you dead with the lead from my Number^✦ 2

And it's death in every^✦ paragraph

And niggas^✦ learn when I burn their motherfuckin' ass to ash

No need to question am I nice 'cause it's a fact, friend

I shoot the gift like Santa^✦ Claus with a MAC-10

And niggas^✦ ain't half as nice, so they get sacrificed

And sent to the afterlife, they ain't no match for Mike

Now I'm 'bout to skate in a rush, just finished makin'^✦ it tough

Peace to Big L, ayo, eight is enough^✦

[Outro: Big L]

True, true

And before^✦ I get up outta^✦ here

I gotta^✦ say peace to D-Wiz and Short Man

Brothers^✦ that was there since the beginnin'

What's up to Rock-N-Will from the Hard Pack Crew

Peace to Ma$e Murda^✦ and the B.B.O. Crew

The Best Out Crew, The M&M Crew

And all the other^✦ crews that's representin' in Harlem^✦

You know what I'm sayin'?

And last but not least

I gotta^✦ say peace to the 139th Street NFL Crew, my crew

Word up

Technical Breakdown

8.1

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 Control6.5

Performance and control

Computed Score8.11

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Critic Analysis

RAPLEDGER BAROMETER™

The verse exhibits a high degree of rhythmic intensity and internal rhyme density characteristic of the mid-90s New York underground, though it relies heavily on hyperbole and aggressive posturing rather than complex lyrical layering.

8.5

Multisyllabic

9.5

Internal Rhymes

Cadence / Flow

Vocabulary

Wordplay

6.5

Delivery

Multisyllabic internal rhymingStaccato flow deliveryEnd-rhyme chain consistencyHyperbolic imagery

Rhyme Architecture: The verse utilizes tight, aggressive AABB and AAAA rhyme structures, relying heavily on multi-syllabic end-rhymes (e.g., 'McGruff/rough/stuff') and dense, overlapping internal assonance to maintain a relentless rhythmic forward motion.

Verified Doubles & Entendres

"when I talk every verb is rough"

① The literal sense that the rapper's speech is aggressive.② A linguistic play on 'verb' as an action word, implying his 'actions' (verbs) are violent.

"I'm servin' brothers quicker than fast food"

① Defeating opponents in a fight very rapidly.② The culinary metaphor of preparing and handing out food (service) at a high speed.

High rhythmic consistency

Strong performance energy and cadence command

Excellent use of internal rhyme to sustain tension

Aggressive, well-projected delivery style

Heavy reliance on dated or problematic tropes

Limited semantic depth beyond street posturing

Lack of intricate metaphors or complex wordplay

Predictable punchline structures

8 Iz Enuff

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