歌曲 | Growing Pains III |
歌手 | Logic |
专辑 | Under Pressure (Deluxe) |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[Verse 1:] | |
Outside I can hear 'em bussin' bussin' | |
And the police they ru*******n' | |
Go to my head like concussion | |
I'd rather not have this discussion | |
My mind racing 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 *******t is trippy, but I know that god is with me | |
This that baby mama drama | |
Give a ******* about a man I know Imma | |
Be there for my son, talking with my sister it begun | |
End of the month, that’s the worst of the month | |
But the first of the month put the ******* in the blunt | |
That welfare 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 | |
Growing 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, living day by day | |
Corn rows and hang time, automatics and gang signs | |
5 O with them canines | |
Manhunt when it's game time | |
They was robbing the ice cream man in broad day | |
Now I’m running from the police, don’t know how but I got away | |
Selling ******* to my homies, and a girl in the building that know me | |
At 15, such a fiend, for the *******t, that I seen | |
All my homies smoking green, ******* *******, sipping lean | |
It was king, it was cool, seemed like something I should do | |
Such a youngin, such a fool | |
Now I’m breaking 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 | |
[Interlude:] | |
Bobby what are you thinking? | |
What are you dreaming about? | |
Bobby, what’s inside? | |
What are you thinking right now? | |
What are you thinking? | |
Go to sleep | |
[Verse 2:] | |
I guess that I was just thinking 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 | |
I wish that 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 | |
I picture myself at the top but I know that I’m dreaming | |
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 | |
Till I snap out the fable when that TV turn off and I realize I’m back in hell | |
(Bobby) | |
[Thalia:] | |
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 |
Verse 1: | |
Outside I can hear ' em bussin' bussin' | |
And the police they ru n' | |
Go to my head like concussion | |
I' d rather not have this discussion | |
My mind racing 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 t is trippy, but I know that god is with me | |
This that baby mama drama | |
Give a about a man I know Imma | |
Be there for my son, talking with my sister it begun | |
End of the month, that' s the worst of the month | |
But the first of the month put the in the blunt | |
That welfare 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 | |
Growing 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, living day by day | |
Corn rows and hang time, automatics and gang signs | |
5 O with them canines | |
Manhunt when it' s game time | |
They was robbing the ice cream man in broad day | |
Now I' m running from the police, don' t know how but I got away | |
Selling to my homies, and a girl in the building that know me | |
At 15, such a fiend, for the t, that I seen | |
All my homies smoking green, , sipping lean | |
It was king, it was cool, seemed like something I should do | |
Such a youngin, such a fool | |
Now I' m breaking 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 | |
Interlude: | |
Bobby what are you thinking? | |
What are you dreaming about? | |
Bobby, what' s inside? | |
What are you thinking right now? | |
What are you thinking? | |
Go to sleep | |
Verse 2: | |
I guess that I was just thinking 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 | |
I wish that 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 | |
I picture myself at the top but I know that I' m dreaming | |
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 | |
Till I snap out the fable when that TV turn off and I realize I' m back in hell | |
Bobby | |
Thalia: | |
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 |
Verse 1: | |
Outside I can hear ' em bussin' bussin' | |
And the police they ru n' | |
Go to my head like concussion | |
I' d rather not have this discussion | |
My mind racing 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 t is trippy, but I know that god is with me | |
This that baby mama drama | |
Give a about a man I know Imma | |
Be there for my son, talking with my sister it begun | |
End of the month, that' s the worst of the month | |
But the first of the month put the in the blunt | |
That welfare 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 | |
Growing 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, living day by day | |
Corn rows and hang time, automatics and gang signs | |
5 O with them canines | |
Manhunt when it' s game time | |
They was robbing the ice cream man in broad day | |
Now I' m running from the police, don' t know how but I got away | |
Selling to my homies, and a girl in the building that know me | |
At 15, such a fiend, for the t, that I seen | |
All my homies smoking green, , sipping lean | |
It was king, it was cool, seemed like something I should do | |
Such a youngin, such a fool | |
Now I' m breaking 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 | |
Interlude: | |
Bobby what are you thinking? | |
What are you dreaming about? | |
Bobby, what' s inside? | |
What are you thinking right now? | |
What are you thinking? | |
Go to sleep | |
Verse 2: | |
I guess that I was just thinking 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 | |
I wish that 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 | |
I picture myself at the top but I know that I' m dreaming | |
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 | |
Till I snap out the fable when that TV turn off and I realize I' m back in hell | |
Bobby | |
Thalia: | |
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 |