Lyrical Breakdown of Proper Aim - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Proper Aim" 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 "Proper Aim" 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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Uhh, the deadly pedigree leave little for editing Thoughts of deadin' me inevitably put you ahead of me I'm steadily battering your chicanery With battery after battery blast your smattering To smithereens, y'all ain't as tough as y'all appear to be Kinda queer to me (Hi!) soft lyrically, scared of triggery Get to steppin' 'cause I'm quick to check 'em with the Heckler In the chip and peppers restin' next to my pecker I stress the maximum effort, I can't relax 'cause I'm reppin' So face the fact that I'm fresher and take it back to the essence With my spectacular methods of slayin' tracks with a vengeance Send 'em packin' when attacked with an immaculate sentence It's Tajai Let me introduce myself, my name is A-Plus No need to check 'em, I got big ol' ape nuts I'm in love with hip-hop, it ain't lust Whenever we drop, people they thank us Can't stand rapper a talkin' shit but can't bust The flamethrower hit 'em up and makes dust Tell 'em fold, I'm workin with a straight flush Get to steppin' before you miss the late bus You lame fucks wanna get your frame touched I hear 'em talkin but they ain't sayin' much A jump to that mission to make bucks Niggas done came up but listen it ain't luck I'm A1 mayne, you? You can't cut The same stuff you some lower grade huff Fiends tried your dope and no one stayed up Maybe 'cause your flow and your show is straight butt! It's not a game (it's not a game), nobody playin' (nobody playin') We can drop your whole team with the proper aim Nobody playin (nobody playin'), know what I'm sayin? (know what I'm sayin'?) Souls of Mischief got a beam on a lot of lames They all the same (they all the same), that's why we came (that's why we came) We can drop your whole team with the proper aim It's not a game (it's not a game), nobody playin' (nobody playin') Know what I'm sayin? (know what I'm sayin') Op don't need amphetamine Op is an adrenaline fiend, Op live for the filthy scheme Op gotta get the fettu-cine, similar to Medellin Cartel, you never met a king That's pushin with a head of steam like I'm Edgerrin James Biggest Kilimanjaro bantamweight spaghetti green They whylin in the mezzanine with a heavy chain Follow to your limousine, stuck you like a nicotine patch My reaction time is like a matador If it seem imagined or inflated, check your vantage point In-between the inconvenient truth you can't afford it Hey! When it's me it's guaranteed like the planet's orbit Yeah she leave yo, geometric patterns Tattoed on a battle wound, red Phes' rocker Deep my gastric juices, battery acid Placid opacity capacity massive Tenacious assassin in dark glasses Sasketchewan to TexArkana spark advancements My hallmark art enhancement, often transmit From the ballpark, transit, for start ransom Parkin lot dance a lot, bound to cop a pound of pot Off the countertop and cops canceled out the counter plot Hoes serve, but think fast it's impulse To the motor nerve, it's mo' to burn, quarter germ It's not a game (it's not a game), nobody playin' (nobody playin') We can drop your whole team with the proper aim Nobody playin (nobody playin'), know what I'm sayin? (know what I'm sayin'?) Souls of Mischief got a beam on a lot of lames They all the same, that's why we came We can drop your whole team with the proper aim It's not a game (it's not a game), nobody playin' (nobody playin') Know what I'm sayin? (know what I'm sayin')