The largest vocabulary in Hip Hop (interactive chart)

Interesting...the artists in the 2010’s tend to use the lowest vocabulary, and the 2000’s the highest.

It also seems that anyone with a “Lil” in their name doesn’t know more than 3,000 words.

There also seems to be a sweet spot around popular artists at 3,900ish

Super interested in lil xan's vocabulary.

These random cheek ZZZs are among Lil Xan's earliest face tats, and apparently they mean absolutely nothing! "It's the only tattoo I would probably say has no meaning," Xan revealed in an interview, before adding that if he had to attribute meaning to the ink, it'd be a shoutout to how sleepy he is...

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To be fair, the author did note that the genre itself has changed, which has led to fewer words.

I’m betting Tekashi 69’s vocab is now limited to, “don’t kill me!”

the clear frontrunner on this chart is Aesop Rock, has a track called "Daylight" from one of his best albums, Labor Days. i have been using this as my username on internet sites since long before i joined the zone or ever heard a note of the dead. his wordplay is absolutely astounding. biting humor and criticism weaving in and out of surreal, terrifying psychedelic imagery.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_iujjGCoF4g

 

Aesop Rock - Daylight

Put one up for Shackle Me Not, clean logic procreation
I did not invent the wheel, I was the crooked spoke adjacent
While the triple sixers' lassos keep angels roped in the basement
I walk the block with a halo on a stick, poking your patience
Y'all catch a thirty second flash visual
Dirty cooperative med platoon
Bloom, head-trip split ridiculous
Fathom the splicing of first generation fuck-up
With trickle-down anti-hero smack (Kraken!)
I pace my game for zero hour completion cretin, splash
Duke of early retirement picket dream
American Nightmare hogging the screen
I'll hold the door open so you can stumble in
If you'd stop following me around the jungle gym
Now it's honor, and I spell it with the 'H' I stole from heritage
Merit crutched on the wretched refuse
Of my teeming resonance
I promise, tempest tossed breed with a bleeding conscience
See, the creed accents responsive
But my spores divorced the wattage
And I'm sleeping now — wow! — yeah, the settlers laugh
You won't be laughing when your covered wagons crash
You won't be laughing when the buzzards drag your brother's flags to rags
You won't be laughing when your front lawn is spangled with epitaphs (You won't be laughing!)
Then I'll hang my boots to rest when I'm impressed
So I triple knot 'em and forgot 'em
His origami dream is beautiful
But man, those wings will never leave the ground
Without a feather and a lottery ticket, now settle down

All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day
Put the pieces back together my way

Slacker-bound intimate tabloid headline with a pulse
Shimmy cross the centerfold, enter dead time engulfed
Divvy crumbs for the better souls
With seven deadly stains, adhere the blame to crystal conscience
The result's a lowlife countin' on one hand what he's accomplished
Okay, link me to activism chain activate street sweep
Plug deteriorating cenobite pendragon
I hock spores coursed by the morbid
Spreading of mad men, Alley gospel
Sinking your Lincoln-Log cabin and Charlie Chaplin waddle
I could zig-zag and zig 'em again
For the badge dreams sparkle in my brick wall windows
Another thick installment of one night in Gotham
Without the wretched; Houston, we have a problem
Attached to the festive batch of city goblins
Who split holiday freaks on a box cut cinema high road bellow
Head gripped, watch red bricks turn yellow
Sort of similar to most backbones at camp Icarus
Where all fiddler crabs congregate
And get pampered for bickering
Life's not a bitch, life is a beautiful woman
You only call her a bitch 'cause she won't let you get that pussy
Maybe she didn't feel y'all shared any similar interests
Or maybe you're just an asshole
Who couldn't sweet talk the princess
Kiss the speaker wire Peter/pacifism pegging threshold
Stomach full of halo kibbles
Wings span cast black upon vigils
Here to Duck Hunt ticker tape vision and pick apart the pixels
I got a friend of polar nature, and it's all peace
You and I seek similar stars but can't sit at the same feast
Metal Captain, this cat is askin' if I've seen his bit of lost passion
I told him: "Yeah," but only when I pedaled past him

All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day
Put the pieces back together my way

Surprised that the band that did "Lots on Lock" a few years back didn't make the analysis. They have like 18 albums on Bandcamp. They would be pretty limited on vocab, I would bet.

Here is their hit video in case you missed it:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FqjL5otPSt8

 

 

lots on lock is the OG cringe jamband hip hop song, but there is a new playa on shakedown that really takes the cake. im sure this has been posted many times

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kH9CMFQdJaI