Lyrical Breakdown of Panic Struck - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Souls of Mischief weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Panic Struck" 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 Souls of Mischief 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 Souls of Mischief's narrative.

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Panic - feeling anxiety, can't imagine or fathom Why they would lie to me or leave abandoned Damn it - in the land of the free, we scramble to eat If you can't compete you harm your family tree But sitting in a cell you could be sitting in hell Parallel universe, the world in which I dwell It's the mastery of fear not the absence of fear Courage in the words you hear, I spit some truth in your ear Envision in metal rise in my extremities The fibrillating shock I wouldn't wish on my worst enemies Hyper ventilating my body chemistry faded We waited for Tajai but did he get eliminated? I hate it, I circled the block, my brain is working the pot I can't say for certain or not if Tajai is hurting from shots Thought you swarming they was serving that scotch We observing the clock And every person that walked by is a person that watched All I heard was a pop, nervous system slipping to shock Body twisted and quickly got acquainted with the black top Blacked out, then my universe became white Whiteness, I'm surrounded by a bunch of black dots Now quicker than a nigga could get graced to be alive Four hitters hit my wiggum with them Gregory Hines Tryna roly poly, they dropping builders on me Somebody came with that swift kick that left ya homie snoring Uh, I can't face the fact I don't know where my aces at And I ain't okay with that I'm thinking who did it and where they staying at to pay them back Why was they placing at, a swim we was laying back Them boys wasn't playing jack, what you say to that? Let me state the facts, Massey missing in action And all we know is the disappearing niggas was blasting If he isn't here in a minute and there's no witness to admit the assassin caught him slipping We looking for that liquid plasma Woke up in the black truck they must've put in the back of Garage door opened and they backed up Something went like they got a bunch of jackals in cages Dropped me on the table like a fucking sack of potatoes Sudden attack from what looked like a rabid lab Turned my calf to a bloody mess and tattered rags They duct taped my face as we entered the place It's getting cold I think we headed to the base-ment