Quest

Travel through time, to climb and develop self
Improve lines in due time, top of the shelf
Is where the jewels are kept, knowledge like school
Don't be no fool, there's rules to accept

All the time, there's rhymes on my mind
Feel the sun shine on my skin, embrace blessings
To win, knowing is half the battle to begin
All the good comes from within, do not sin

Relentless, take time to study, my lessons
Questing like it was 1-9-9 something
Sessions I reflect and move on to the next
Groove on with the technique I speak fresh

Need one to trust, not one to leak less
A peaceful surrounding where i can be at my best
In the scrimage, paint the image, bleek but zest
In the flesh, allies mesh, no need to test

We're blessed
To go the length on this quest
From the Northwest, positive vibes we invest
Rap helps me to get things of my chest

We're blessed
To go the length on this quest
From the Northwest, positive vibes we invest
Rap helps me to get things of my chest

The state of mind I'm in, got me climbing
In my prime, out to be, finding my destiny
I'm fresh like me, rhyming carressin' she
Since i heard her for the first time was a blessing G

Pencil to the paper until the heat of the night
Sometimes on the left, but mostly on the right
Before light and day I chose the path right away
Gotta shine like the sun on a bright day

Mind spray heavy like Chevy forever ready
To get on stage as a young'n to display a page
Straight out of the rhymebook, my mind takes yours
For a minute, ride to beat make you get up in it

Authenic, is how this here is built, we bring it
Out of sight, rawness delight, it's my thing to spit and
Make you "get down", here come the hits now
A fresh blunt is lit now, so don't throw a fit now

We're blessed
To go the length on this quest
From the Northwest, positive vibes we invest
Rap helps me to get things of my chest

We're blessed
To go the length on this quest
From the Northwest, positive vibes we invest
Rap helps me to get things of my chest

Close to the night, approach with golden rules
That's probably why they call me oldschool
But because i won't adapt don't mean i'm fronting
R C be pumping, though you won't see me stuntin'

If the papes come, I would stay strong to judge wise
To keep the paper long, I sling to sludge twice
Never hold a grudge, plus I ain't biased
The flyest without wings, so let me do my thing and

Sing for the moment since the world needs atonement
Malcolm and Martin Luther said it, i'm not alone with
Thoughts like this in times like these, I ain't bionic
Meanwhile work out plans, drop albums postponement

When I seize the moment, I'm sure I got my hands dirty
On the grind, still rappin' happened to be over thirty
Trust you me I just can't see my dreams get diminished
So i won't stop putting in work until I'm finished