Destination
It's like we get so hung up on the destination that
we forget to look around us and see that we've arrived
It's like we get so hung up on the destination
To be an illustrator
Vocally
Interpreting hyperbole
I'm working hard to pay the bills while
balancing and servicing the haters' negativity
Worthy to own my dreams
No they not
I take control of everything that I've got
I take a pen and then plot
I pray for inspiration day in, day out
Speak to me muse and let my ballpoint shout
I'm integrating words on paper just to see what they 'bout
Pushing pencils in high gear and I'll move
forward without fearing what the industry expects from me
Label me and m.c. till I die
So reverently I'll keep my head to the sky
I'm making music for myself so best believe I'll make it right
So best believe I'll make it tight and what
you're hearing here tonight is productivity
Say it right
Nobody in the world can do it like I do it
So I'll just keep on working harder till I finally prove it (come on)
It's like we get so hung up on the destination that
we forget to look around us and see that we've arrived
It's like we get so hung up on the destination that we forget to look
around us and see that we've arrived arrived arrived arrived arrived
arrived arrived arrived arrived arrived
arrived arrived arrived arrived arrived arrived
Not a celebrity but ready for the currency
I feel a sense of urgency in music for
someone who puts his heart in his work
My heart is beating and the bass is alert
I feel a newer sense of breathing when the pain is endured
Just like a newer sense of seeing when the canvas is blurred
Just like a newer sense of speaking
Words are properly slurred
Inhale
Exhale it all out
Will I prevail or will I just sell out
I'm intertwined in a world where dimes used to be money
Now they good looking honies
We separated by the slang that we use
And all the words that we choose to change a language
that was useful universal now it's regional and seasonal
Still crucial is the fact that we're
responsible for everyone who listens
Speaking substance on the track to lift up rap has been my mission
Advance an art form that has made our hearts warm
In death we don't part from what has made our hearts one
It's like we get so hung up on the destination that
we forget to look around us and see that we've arrived
It's like we get so hung up on the destination that we forget to look
around us and see that we've arrived arrived arrived arrived arrived
arrived arrived arrived arrived arrived
arrived arrived arrived arrived arrived arrived
we forget to look around us and see that we've arrived
It's like we get so hung up on the destination
To be an illustrator
Vocally
Interpreting hyperbole
I'm working hard to pay the bills while
balancing and servicing the haters' negativity
Worthy to own my dreams
No they not
I take control of everything that I've got
I take a pen and then plot
I pray for inspiration day in, day out
Speak to me muse and let my ballpoint shout
I'm integrating words on paper just to see what they 'bout
Pushing pencils in high gear and I'll move
forward without fearing what the industry expects from me
Label me and m.c. till I die
So reverently I'll keep my head to the sky
I'm making music for myself so best believe I'll make it right
So best believe I'll make it tight and what
you're hearing here tonight is productivity
Say it right
Nobody in the world can do it like I do it
So I'll just keep on working harder till I finally prove it (come on)
It's like we get so hung up on the destination that
we forget to look around us and see that we've arrived
It's like we get so hung up on the destination that we forget to look
around us and see that we've arrived arrived arrived arrived arrived
arrived arrived arrived arrived arrived
arrived arrived arrived arrived arrived arrived
Not a celebrity but ready for the currency
I feel a sense of urgency in music for
someone who puts his heart in his work
My heart is beating and the bass is alert
I feel a newer sense of breathing when the pain is endured
Just like a newer sense of seeing when the canvas is blurred
Just like a newer sense of speaking
Words are properly slurred
Inhale
Exhale it all out
Will I prevail or will I just sell out
I'm intertwined in a world where dimes used to be money
Now they good looking honies
We separated by the slang that we use
And all the words that we choose to change a language
that was useful universal now it's regional and seasonal
Still crucial is the fact that we're
responsible for everyone who listens
Speaking substance on the track to lift up rap has been my mission
Advance an art form that has made our hearts warm
In death we don't part from what has made our hearts one
It's like we get so hung up on the destination that
we forget to look around us and see that we've arrived
It's like we get so hung up on the destination that we forget to look
around us and see that we've arrived arrived arrived arrived arrived
arrived arrived arrived arrived arrived
arrived arrived arrived arrived arrived arrived
Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Ruiz
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