Lyrical Breakdown of Growing Pains III - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

  • Lyric Overview: Witness how Logic weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Growing Pains III" 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 Logic 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 Logic's narrative.

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Bruh, yo (nah sayin'? It was somethin' that-)

Guess who I met last night, man

You know your land-, land chick? The fuck (woo)

Oh, yeah, man (ayy dog, I don't know, man)

Now that chick bad last night (god-damn-, fat ass), bruh

She just run up on me like, "Yo" (what?)

Nah mean? We talkin' and shit- (crazy)

We gotta-we gotta stay- (blap-blap)

Oh, we heard man

It was cool, opp (for sure), you know, got crazy, so I had to let 'em out

(Yeah, faggot-)

Crazy thing that I heard, the homie say he ran around the corner from here

(Is that right?) Right around the corner, nah mean? (Boy, wait-wait-wait)

(Right around the corner?) Nah mean? Sort that new life, he should look out

Okay (I'm like-) (I mean if-) (shit)

If somethin' go down, man, we ready, man, ain't-

(Nobody-nobody) and we ready, the whole hood ready (this car creepy)

(Looks brazy-) damn, oh shit- (oh, shit)

Go, go, go- (in the roof) go-

Uh, yeah, outside I can hear 'em bussin', bussin'

And the police they rushin'

Go to my head like concussion

I'd rather not have this discussion

My mind racin' for the elevation of the toxic in my blood

Where my mind, don't know now

But I know where it was

I need Nikki, where is Nikki?

Baby girl, please come and get me

Now I'm old and sh- is trippy, but I know that God is with me

This that baby mama drama

Give a fu- about a man, I know I'ma

Be there for my son, talkin' with my sister, it begun

End of the month, that's the worst of the month

But the first of the month put the weed in the blunt

That welfare check, check

Won't ever bounce like my daddy did

But I'm glad he did, 'cause it made me strong

Made me help somebody with this song

Paint the picture of my life

Growin' up what it was like

Section 8, grab a plate

Food for thought, gravitate

Food stamps, Social Services tryna take me away

My mama locked up, I pray to God that I see her today

Maybe not, maybe so, West Deer Park, that's all I know

Just me and my homies, people that know me

Only ones that know

Around my way, around my way

Living day by day (livin' day by day)

Corn rows and hang time, automatics and gang signs

Five-O with them K-9's

Manhunt when it's game time

They was robbin' the ice cream man in broad day

Now I'm runnin' from the police

Don't know how, but I got away

Sellin' weed to my homies

And a girl in the buildin' that know me

At 15, such a fiend, for the sh-, that I seen

All my homies smokin' green, f- b-, sippin' lean

It was king, it was cool, seemed like somethin' I should do

Such a youngin, such a fool

Now I'm breakin' into school

'Cause my homie told me to

What to do, what would you?

When will I lose my anonymity

And become one with the enemy?

Tell me, would I be the enemy?

Feel like nobody in front of me

I can feel the vibe

Bobby, what are you thinkin'?

What are you dreamin' about?

Bobby, what's inside?

(What are you thinkin' about?)

What are you thinkin' right now?

(What are you thinkin' right now?)

Go to sleep

I guess maybe I was thinkin' things would be different now

'Cause when I wake up, my dreams fade, everything cascade

In this vanilla sky, I feel like David Aames

Why must I open my eyes? (Open your eyes)

I wish I could stay asleep forever

Attain every goal I wanted, and watch it repeat forever

Will it happen? Maybe never

Maybe so, I got to know, but tell me why, uh

I picture myself at the top, but I know that I'm dreamin'

Will I wake up before I finally confront all my demons?

Maybe not, all I know is this life I live

I can't live it no longer

Wish I was stronger, wish that I could survive

Turn on the TV, let it wash my brain

Pretend that family's my family to avoid the pain

Hello children, how was school?

"It was good, how 'bout you?"

"I love you" (I love you son), "I love mama too"

Are you ready for dinner?

I'm able to set the table

'Til I snap out the fable when that TV turn off

And I realize I'm back in hell

(Bobby-)

Logic has recorded 1700 songs

In the span of his 10 years as an MC

However, only just over 150 have been released to the public...