BUILDING BLUEPRINT

Next level lyrical insight is a moment away.

Lyrical Analysis of...

Heatwave (Justiceproctor Diss)

  1. //Verse (0:22)
  2. JP tryna warm up, well, I'ma bring the heat wave
  3. This real shit, you know I never need a deep fake
  4. Rap be my bread and butter, makin' cheddar like cheesecake
  5. I got it and I ate it, too, play me for a fool, replay
  6. The last few lines and tell me I ain't H A M
  7. Got a few battery charges, that's why I'm A A N
  8. Wait, shit, I wrote it backwards, I meant N double A
  9. I can use the same line repeatedly in an excellent way
  10. And you bop your heads, man, you don't want the smoke
  11. I'm toying with you, 'Proc, like Gen with Kwon is dope
  12. On that track Smoke, and you don't wanna get roped
  13. Into shit with me 'cause I'm fine with murdering a goat
  14. Nineteen gettin' outrapped by someone three quarts your age
  15. I'm still schooling you through summer break
  16. Four rounds from a twelve gauge, unload in your face
  17. The eight in betweem is from when I ate you without debate
  18. Now, hush, quiet, sit down, be humble
  19. Little bitch, squabble up, we can rumble
  20. Any time you want, in the street or the ring
  21. Either way I'll lay you down for the ten and the ding ding ding
  22. I'm a loud mouth, but sometimes, I like to whisper
  23. When I clown on you hard enough to make you bitter
  24. My shit fire enough to melt the fucking winter
  25. Justice's shit makes goddamn Johnny Storm shiver
  26. You should get a firm grip on that noose, you'll need it
  27. For when I write better than your best and you read it
  28. Then I make a music video on MTV and you see it
  29. Then I bring the house down with my raps 'til you flee it
  30. Then you listen back to your shit, your ears bleedin'
  31. Telling yourself that you won when we was beefin'
  32. And then every night, when you're sleepin' and dreamin'
  33. You see me creepin', you wake up kicking and screamin', sweat so cold that it's freezin'
  34. You're beaten, two girls one cup's your songs
  35. I drop enough fire, to pick it up, you need tongs
  36. My shit's raw, your shit's undercooked
  37. Shows underbooked, no wonder you're overlooked
  38. And so fucking misunderstood, 'cause nobody really cares
  39. I'm scolding hot, you ain't even medium rare
  40. You ain't even on the scale, you don't fucking compare
  41. Won't fight 'cause you don't got the balls, grow a pair
  42. Fuck the beat, it goes quiet, I go louder
  43. I'm off the chain like it's wifi with a broken router
  44. Wash you out the game, you bad taste, call me a downer
  45. 'Cause I can make a believer out my biggest doubter
  46. I don't even need these last four bars
  47. Ain't no skygazin' but I'll leave you seeing stars
  48. You're hungry for this win, but homie, you're boutta starve
  49. When I carve out your stomach and throw it in a marsh

Lyrics added by Nick_Shady

LYRICAL GRADE

RHYME DENSITY

0

RHYME LENGTH

1 syllable
2 syllables
3 syllables
4 syllables
5+ syllables
Word Cloud

Profanity

What is a Blueprint?

A blueprint is like a report card for your lyrics. It contains a lyrical breakdown and analysis of all the words, syllables, and rhymes in your song.

Learn More >

Cookin' something up, just wait a sec...