Long. Live. ASAP
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ASAP Rocky
Lyrics & Rhyme Analysis
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End
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Internal
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Multi
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Slant
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[Verse 3: Joey Bada$$]
Barely✦ even✦ conscious,✦ talkin'✦ to my conscience✦
Gettin'✦ deeper✦ in these flows like conches
I'm on my convict, don't drop bars, I drop prisons
Don't sell rocks, seen the spectrum through the prisms
Somehow bypassed the bias and the -isms
The violence✦ and the killin',✦ so given✦
They seen my pigment and thought that was the ign'ance
Unfortunately,✦ I am not that type of niglet✦
But pass the pot, let me skillet
Just got back to the block from a 6 o'clock✦ with Jigga✦
And I'm thinkin'✦ 'bout signin'✦ to the Roc
But my niggas✦ on the block still assigned to the rocks
And I swear it hurt me soul
I try to prevail but when I preach I only✦ hurt their sales✦
Like you're only✦ gon' end up either✦ dead or in jail
But you my nigga,✦ wish you the best for real
[Verse 4: Yelawolf]
When you mention✦ my name amongst other✦ white rappers✦
Or for that matter✦ any✦ fuckin'✦ rapper,✦ fuck it
Painter, skater,✦ musician, trailer park, dirt-ditch-diggin'
Burger-flippin',✦ eat, sleep, shittin' human✦ bein', you would be in
Trouble to body-double✦ or couple me to these others✦
'Cause comparatively✦ speakin', my reach is beyond the bubble
That they put me in, my vision's✦ beyond the Hubble's
I huddle with Nubians, new beginnin' again✦
You in school at 10, late, Radioactive's goin' gold
And so? Great! Do I give a flying duck
If I'm applyin' love to my rhymin'✦ plus alignin' us?
Alabama's climbin' up—wait!✦ No, I don't give a
Flying duck nothin'✦ but a buckshot; ch-pow!
Motherfuck your life, pussy✦ blood-clot
Ain't never✦ been no rapper✦ this cold since 2Pac was froze
And thawed✦ out for a spot date at a Coachella show—Yelawolf
[Verse 5: Danny Brown]
Weed a different color✦ like a hoodrat bra and panties✦
And my flow be overhead like pots and pans in pantries✦
Antsy✦ 'cause I'm high like Michael Jackson, penny✦ loafers
Moonwalkin' on the sun, barefoot, with shades✦ on
Bitch pussy✦ smell like a penguin
Wouldn't hit that shit with my worst enemy's✦ penis✦
Bitch, when I say this, I mean this
Ho, I'm the meanest
Dick so big, it's like from Earth to Venus✦
That molly✦ got me nauseous,✦ aw, shit, no off switch
Lawless, obnoxious,✦ on that "suck my cock" shit
That is my synopsis, ostrich's posh shit
Hoes on some goth shit, stop it! You not this!
Novice,✦ regardless, heartless and awkward
Cryin' tears of vodka,✦ prima✦ donna✦ at the concert
Adonis✦ smokin'✦ chronic, 'bout to vomit✦ gin and tonic✦
Just bein' honest,✦ tell me, isn't that ironic?✦
[Verse 6: Action Bronson]
Swiftly, I shift the Bimmer✦ 860
A heavy✦ smoker,✦ so you know I brought the Blake with me
The moon's reflection✦ off the lake hit me
You should have stayed with me
Now many✦ Asian✦ bitches lay with me
The face is silky✦ like a tablecloth
My shorty✦ gallop✦ in the mornin'✦ on the beach like a Chilean horse
Red roses✦ dropped from boxes✦ very✦ often✦
Confetti torchin', drinkin'✦ Henny✦ like I'm Kenny✦ Lofton✦
Outstandin', I fixed✦ the game between Georgia Southern and Gramblin'✦
You see us scramblin',✦ sellin'✦ Susan✦ Sarandon
The cloud of smoke like the phantom
Damn, this shit tastes✦ like fantastic, uh
You see me comin'✦ through in each state
Just so the lord could put the fork inside✦ the cheesecake
Cuffed✦ to my wrist, I've got the briefcase
The gavel✦ slam, I'm a free man, try not to eat ham
[Verse 7: Big K.R.I.T.]
Big K.R.I.T., shawty✦
Spit like my last breath: casket✦ rap, six deep
Eyes closed,✦ the black is back, out come the 'lac with flats
After✦ that, bottles I can't pronounce, like, "How you ask for that?"
Why you ask for crack and all you had was scratch?
All I had was rap, when all they had was wack
All I wanted✦ was love and all they had was dap
Fuck them haters✦ and fuck them hoes, a championship win is
The aftermath, ask LeBron,✦ open✦ palm, slap a bitch
Walk the plank or break a bank, I've been in the business of sinkin'✦ ships
Chokin'✦ niggas✦ out with the anchors that they anchor✦ with
Resuscitations✦ cost the label,✦ I'm taxin'✦ if you want a hit
Clear, fuck your career,✦ bitch, I was born here
Been a killer,✦ '86er nigga,✦ that's my born year
Get the fuck from 'round here, that's just my country ways
Suckin'✦ on your momma's✦ titty,✦ bitchin' while I was choppin' blade
Grippin'✦ grain, fuckin'✦ hoes, candy✦ paint like Everglades
Miss me with that rapper✦ chatter, take that shit up with my bass
I put that on my soul, how could you ever✦ doubt me?
Most rappers✦ hopin'✦ the world end so they won't have to drop another album
B.B. King saw the king in me, so why can't you?
In order✦ to come up close, you'll have to dig up Cash and Elvis,✦ too
(That wasn't no sample, nigga!)✦
Muddy✦ water✦ flow, Dixie rebel✦ past
Fuck your Louis flag, poppin'✦ benji tags on your wifey's✦ ass (on your wifey's✦ ass)
That's out of line, but in livin'✦ color?✦
I'm more like Miya Bailey✦ on you rap motherfuckers: a true artist✦
Technical Breakdown
8.4
Multisyllabic Rhymes9.5
Complexity of rhyme schemes (data-driven)
Internal Rhymes9.5
Rhymes within a line (data-driven)
Wordplay / Double Entendres7.5
Clever language, metaphors, punchlines
Cadence / Rhythm8.5
Flow variation and timing (data-driven)
Vocabulary Complexity8.0
Range and depth of words used (data-driven)
Delivery / Breath Control8.0
Performance and control
Computed Score8.43
Production
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Critic Analysis
RAPLEDGER BAROMETER™
The verse functions as a transition between eras, utilizing Joey Bada$$'s intricate internal rhyme schemes and introspective social commentary against Yelawolf's aggressive, rapid-fire, syllable-heavy cadence, creating a rhythmic contrast that showcases stylistic versatility.
A
9.5
Multisyllabic
9.5
Internal Rhymes
8.5
Cadence / Flow
8
Vocabulary
7.5
Wordplay
8
Delivery
Multisyllabic internal rhymingAssonance-heavy cadencesPolitical allegoryRapid-fire syllabic delivery
Rhyme Architecture: Joey Bada$$ utilizes dense, multi-syllabic end-rhymes (conscious/conscience/conches/convict) while Yelawolf employs a breathless, syncopated flow centered on complex vowel chains (rapper/hacker/trailler/skater/human bein').
Verified Doubles & Entendres
"don't drop bars, I drop prisons"
① The literal act of rapping/releasing music tracks.② A commentary on the mass incarceration system that traps his peers, implying his verses hold the weight of systemic confinement.
"I try to prevail but when I preach I only hurt their sales"
① The struggle to succeed in music.② His positive influence/preaching de-glamorizes the 'street' lifestyle (selling rocks), which inadvertently diminishes the perceived success of his friends who are still in the drug trade.
High level of technical rhythmic density
Joey Bada$$'s strong socio-political framing
Yelawolf's effective use of internal rhythm to break the expected pocket
Coherent thematic progression within the guest feature format
Yelawolf's reliance on lists can lead to diminished lyrical impact
Occasional forcing of rhyme schemes over narrative flow
The shift between the two artists is jarring in tone