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GRIMACE PT 1
- Bitches gremlins, I'm a grimace, you don't get it
- You can't fix it, you can't fix shit, no forgiveness
- I'm the sickest, like it's a sickness, so damn vicious
- Got an illness, you on my kill list, I ain't chilling, uh
- Bitches gremlins, I'm a grimace, so addicted
- It's addicting, mind yo' business, go wash the dishes
- No shit bitch for Christmas, no hugs or kisses
- I got an illness, you on my kill list, no time for chillin', uh
- It's way too dark out, we gon' bring the cars out
- We got guns, 9 mm pistols in the trunk
- I get the top bunk, yeah, she stink like a skunk
- This shit be the funk, we watch TV while eatin' junk
- Gotta work out and be loved, but I am not enough
- 'Cause all I do is front, no time to stunt
- Gotta slam dunk these hoes when I'm drunk, yeah
- Fuck that lil' punk, watch how he bust
- I don't even give a fuck, uh
- I get my bucks up, not one to trust
- Love ain't decent, my heart sunk
- Silent treatment, ain't feelin' crunk
- Collectin' dust on the shelves, punt, he a cunt
- Light up a lil' blunt, smoke his ass from a distance
- He ignorant, he do not get it, uh
- I got resistance, fuck your whole existence
- I got my own opinions and visions we are so damn different
- We have a big difference, yeah, shawty resistant
- I get the cash, I ain't ever listen
- My mama told me one day if I die I shoulda listened, uh
- But I don't really care if I die in an instant
- Old friends new friends we all distant
- I know I ain't the one for you, but I done did it
- You said I didn't and who I isn't, but goddamn
- I did what you couldn't do, but I'm still a grimace
- Friends fuck me up, uh, my daddy was a witness
- He didn't do shit, he told me to wash the dishes
- I'm gettin' depression like that shit's a sickness
- And I can't take it when hoes go apeshit due to my decisions
- My mama understood me but my daddy didn't
- 'Cause honestly, these hoes don't want forgiveness
- They came from rags now they want the riches
- For Christmas, I ain't get no gifts or kisses
- Fuck this gift shit, you can get this dick
- My mama religious, she hopped God would fix this
- But he didn't fix shit, so I became vicious
- Gave my mama love when daddy didn't
- 'Cause I know life get real tough when you become the biggest
- I can't get enough of this love, even if it gon' diminish
- Need time to finish, I'm tired of these bitches
- Fuck this bliss shit, I do this business
- Need a genie, 3 wishes, I got many stitches
- I was friends with some snitches who thought they dicks was the biggest
- They cared 'bout inches, wiz kids, did this
- And I was pissed, bitch, I missed it, it diminished
- And now mama swimmin' with the fishes
- Wish I coulda fixed it, tryna grip it
- I fucked up so many times it's unforgiving
- And I know I fucked up your life and how you was living
- But give me one more chance one more time, I be wishing
- That my mama came back to life no suicide and daddy would listen
- 'Cause in my mind all the time it's so addicting
- In my life I never had someone who would get it
- 'Cause so many times I failed my friends and kept sippin'
- The second I pop a pillie, I start trippin'
- My ADHD fuckin' me up, I'm table flipping
- I know that you gon' suck me up, you ain't even kidding
- I wanted to have fun as a kid, no crime committing
- But my daddy didn't let me do shit, not even continue my bar spittin
- Ran away like 5 times, hoes said I was trippin'
- And every time I came back, I got beaten, consciousness slippin'
- Why'd mama have to go 'way? Is she in Heaven?
- Is she in somewhere safe where she ain't feelin' threatened?
- Is she okay, not in Hell, with friends who ain't demented?
- And if she doin' well, not under no spells, does she know where she headed?
- No questions, my daddy said, go to your room, no questions, uh
- Bitches gremlins, I'm a grimace, you don't get it
- You can't fix it, you can't fix shit, no forgiveness
- I'm the sickest, like it's a sickness, so damn vicious
- Got an illness, you on my kill list, I ain't chilling, uh
- Bitches gremlins, I'm a grimace, so addicted
- It's addicting, mind yo' business, go wash the dishes
- No shit bitch for Christmas, no hugs or kisses
- I got an illness, you on my kill list, no time for chillin', uh
- Forget it, you don't love me, I know I ain't enough
- Caught your bluff, a hard shove, now you huff and puff
- Just want this love, all this stuff, no need to be rough
- Life so tough, I got a club, tryna be buff, yeah
- Life got me fucked up and in cuffs (and in cuffs, and in cuffs)
- I huff and pout, feelin' my cat's fluff (my cat's fluff, my cat's fluff)
- I put on gloves, can't get enough of (can't get enough of, can't get enough of)
- Your love and the way you touch (the way you touch, the way you touch)
- But who am I to judge? Need someone to be my crutch
- I need to fuckin' clutch, I know I said way too much
- And baby, you really pack a punch, I just wan' eat my lunch
- Munch munch a fuckin' bunch, yeah, yeah
- My bones crunch, my bones break, my dad impregnated my mom
- Wearin' grunge, got a knife 'bout to lunge
- I know my daddy got a bomb, yeah
- Wipe the counters with a sponge, my back be fuckin' hunched
- Can't get enough sleep, my nose is scrunched up
- Yeah, I counter your hits, I power a bitch
- I devour this shit, you're a sour lil' bitch
- I'ma shower in this, you can shower in dicks
- Fuck these hoes and encounters with pricks
- Hoes cower when I walk in, I ain't one for talking
- Hoes act like it's shocking, G Shock, body dropping
- I need not, ain't ever stopping, eavesdrop, chair rocking
- I need ya, I know the cops be knocking
- Demons in my room, they be watching
- Can't get enough of this pill popping
- Xanny on my table, need to go shopping
- All this pain my demons be causing
- You ain't helpin' me, I be starving
- And I wish I could start restarting
- I fucked up, now we disregarding
- Shit I said that's scarring, all of us, like Martin
- I fucked up, beg your pardon, like what?
- I'm in the zen garden, eatin' lunch, I tarnish
- Your love, what does it accomplish? We demolish
- We in the darkness, shoes I gotta polish
- And I don't want it, shit we haven't accomplished
- Fuck achievements, I'm just bein' honest
- My life wasn't decent, I was still tryn' live modest
- And I never really do what I promised
- So sorry mama for fucking up in August
- If you can hear me from Heaven, I promise
- For real this time, that I won't run 'way to Compton
- I'll stay wit' you in my head, won't be forgotten
- Tossin' and turnin' in my bed, body rottin'
- Apple rotten, it be dead, this shit so common
- Gotta get bread, uh, I'm in my coffin, coughin'
- I got no options, takin' lots of caution
- Makin' deposits, I blast off in a rocket
- Chocolate in my pocket and clothes in my closet
- We the opposite of eachother, I want profits
- You want love, I wanna vomit
- I want your love, but you don't want it
- What is love? Somethin' I've been wantin'?
- What is trust? Is that a 2nd option?
- I want you, but you don't want me
- 'Cause I've been fucked up since 2003, yeah, yeah
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