Lyrical Breakdown of The Come Up - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "The Come Up" 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 "The Come Up" 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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Ayo 6ix, this shit is crazy, right? You remember when, uh, we used to be in Lenny's basement and shit? Now where we at? The Come Up, yeah On the real, homie, on the real Tell me how you feel Everything I spit is gold, like I got a grill Bet you people talkin' thought I'd sell out once I got a deal Still me and my team Only difference we live in the hills We livin' a dream, these bitches perpetratin' the skills At the soup kitchen with my mama, they givin' us meals I was poor in my adolescence, but now I'm gettin' mills Come on, tell me how it feels when that brand-new record spills Homie, this the come up I'm from where them drug dealers will run up But I was never 'bout that shit, I just worked 'til the sun up Oh, yeah, claimin' that they got it over there But they never had it over there Motherfucker, this the come up Came a long way, this the come up Been a long time comin', it's the come up Been a long damn time, it's the come up Yeah, yeah (uh) Yeah, open your mind, this is work ethic 99 percent of you couldn't comprehend the method 'Cause you too wrapped up in the money and bitches I get riches but never sacrifice the art, been real from the start Now break it down, on that super-duper-killer flow All these bitches in here make you wanna kill a hoe It's kind of funny how the flow make me sound ignant But you know the wordplay on another level, isn't it? I been at it since a youngin on a dolo 'Til I got a team and said, "Bye" to doin' it solo Bad bitches wanna fuck me on the low though Tryna break the ice, she be like, "Can I get a photo?" A long time comin', what you call that? Shorty blowin' up my phone, I promise to call back 'Less you a crazy ass bitch (bitch) I'ma tell your ass to fall back, this the come up Came a long way, this the come up Been a long time comin', it's the come up Been a long damn time, it's the come up Yeah, yeah, yeah (Logic)