Lyrical Breakdown of This Is The Way - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "This Is The Way" 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 "This Is The Way" 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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Welcome to the Aquarius three program Captains log Thomas Quinten (Uh, yeah) I've been thinking About purpose what it means (Uh, uh, yeah) I used to think goals were a form of purpose I used to think achieving them is what lead you to happiness And now I'm starting to realize the happiest I've been Even though its hard Was actually the journey of achieving those goals Aight we finna get it like this on this bitch one time 6ix I see you in the control room 9ine Gettin' down sippin' brown almost evert night Thinkin' if I go pop then I can get right I went pop and then I got left Listenin' to demon days I ain't got nothin left Memories at 15 I'm cooking like I'm a chef Open mic in December chiefin' reefer now peep the breath Rhymin' with crack dealers first time in the studio And I'm hopin' that they feel this Spittin' 15 minutes up on the track No hook just bars and that's that Chillin' with my homie Josh you know he got the gat Finna rob a couple cats that robbed him a couple days back We all black Yeah we rob 'em in all black I ain't even fuck 'em bitch don't wanna die now picture that I'd rather rap I'd rather illustrate iller than any of 'em Master of ceremony nah nah ain't many of 'em I supply that shit that they cookin' over them ovens Never had one no love me Never had no one love me Dad learned how to love me I had to learn how to love me Used to put demons above me never that nowadays I got it I got it I got it I'm sittin' sideways Get it right (Get it right) I'm tryna get it right (Get it right) Don't overthink it right Don't overthink it just do it homie You been right You know you been right You always had the sight You always had it you had the vision to make it right Tryna get it right Don't overthink it right Don't overthink it just do it homie You been right You know you've been right You always had the sight You always had it you had the vision (Aye) To make it right Never go against your intuition You can learn more from the streets Then you did from your whole tuition No I ain't no optometrist but I had the vision To separate myself from my own division I studied rap like it was my religion My lyricism on the track is the illest collision You know i entered the game like a surgery incision That's precise Yeah that boy nice Put a bullet in my head if I ain't had this vice Prolly take my life If I couldn't ask the page for advice Wouldn't it be nice Wouldn't it be nice If I didn't have to worry In the middle of the night (So so) This the reason that I write (So) Wish I had more ink on this page Rip up the page Shit was easier back in the day Just rappin' with FaZe Nowadays cats take shots But they never even graze (Graze) This is the way (The way) Uh Rappin' 'til I'm in the grave Have fun get paid Do the album 'boutta slave But it's really not a slave It's 'bout how I've been a slave To the label to the industry I've made no enemies but somehow I still got enemies Ayo Tryin' dumb shit just to stay relevant instead of my intuition At least I used to be Nowadays I'm used to me Was scared to reflect And now I reflect and find correction And rather less than more like acceptance Don't overthink (Uh) Don't overthink When I do I overdrink You know I overdrink My favorite rapper just sent me his unreleased album (Album) In the cut no camera I wonder what the outcome Pushin' keys like a piano (Piano) Talkin' vocally of course (Vocally of course) I'll murder you all with no remorse (All with no remorse) Get it right (Get it right) I'm tryna get it right (Get it right) Don't overthink it right Don't overthink it just do it homie You been right You know you've been right You always had the sight You always had it you had the vision To make it right Tryna get it right Don't overthink it right Don't overthink it just do it homie You been right You know you've been right You always had the sight You always had it you had the vision To make it right In the emptiness I felt after having achieved them Was just based on me equating my value to the end product Rather then the process of Being