Lyrical Breakdown of High Price, Small Reward - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "High Price, Small Reward" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how GZA feat. Masta Killa weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "High Price, Small Reward" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
• Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that GZA feat. Masta Killa employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
• Syllable Pattern Insights: Dive deeper into the structural elements of the lyrics. See how the syllable count varies across the song, adding a unique rhythm and flow to GZA feat. Masta Killa's narrative.

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I wiped the chrome off with the dust cloth before I bust off What's the cost, life loss? High price to pay for a small reward Kill for that Bushwick and Horsely broad I provided the jumper cables through the booster mini-packs Based on the drama unfolding in the track I don't hold back, I spare no one Swords swing like shogun, now who want it? You see the truth, then act upon it Or feel the fire's full view Ain't a MC that I hit can pull through Y'all niggas are like kids, flashing plastic tools Unaware of the multi-year dynastic rule What?! Stupid! Without a doubt, it's in the heart where the best darts were written Sitting at the window of the Grand Old Earths Youths thirst for knowledge, I teach but hold heat Cause some savage niggas are lost beyond reach Broken homes breed seeds of no guidance Left to wander the streets and experiment with devilishment Violent, felon offenders, supreme folders One-twenty bomb holders let 'em off and explode The battlefield haunting, the daunting Wu-Tang dance, deadly emits six pence Spiral, rifle barrel pointed, elastic noose Plastic head wrap stifle, survival Tribal, title - Secret Rival Article subliminal message throwing Bitch niggas hoeing on labels Mic cables, capable of slowing down jets on deck Fucking you straight through continuously Justice, the war of the critical penital Some long overdue, now served by the chiefs on cheat Drama builds, it's the street prophecies fulfilled Bitter chill currents to the invited Bang for the phones, live niggas on their way home Snatch poems from clones, we got it sewn