[Intro]
Yeah
Hustle
Yeah...This is different this time
[Verse 1]
The stupid dots I plotted, starting to make sense (sense)
I finally see the pattern, ain't deviated since
Scents are all around me now I understand aromas
I can smell the smell of poverty even with a diploma (with a diploma)
Making moves towards what I'm destined to be
Is it ironic that I chose and then reconfigured my destiny
They fated to be faded purpose disappearing fatally
A bunch of walking fatal scenes, without the picture you decease, capiche
Increase then I take it to the top
Where life goes on and the living never stops
Equipped with these chops, to chop through the chop
Through bruises and cuts I still use what I got
The uses diffuses the longer it's hot
So my uses in use don't misuse what I jot
The fuses is useless if you do not use this
You usually fuse to the tie of a knot
Stuck, strapped, life in lock
We be connected but not interlocked
Y'all be friends on Facebook
But don't mean you won't get yo face (face) took (took)
Peel yo scabs when they steal yo skin
Yo basic life but they still want in
Gotta guard yo spirit from the soul snatchers cause they so apt to try to take yo wins
[Hook]
I found my destiny, down in the depths of me
I owe a debt to me, I’ll pay it definitely
Lyrics my deputy, I use em desperately
Don’t dwell where deadly be, that’ll be the death of me
I found my destiny, down in the depths of me
I owe a debt to me, I’ll pay it definitely
Lyrics my deputy, I use em desperately
Don’t dwell where deadly be, that’ll be the death of me
[Verse 2]
You should give me money you no longer have to work
I no longer have to work because of all my extra work
I know it works so work it out
Go get the works it's worse without
Are you gone stand for the grands
Or be a little kid that pouts (pouts)
The dream that I envisioned focused into full sight
But my camera got no batteries, this must be real life
Lifelike like light shining on the ones whose living
In position to get heavy now in light of my condition
Superstitions cannot supercede a seed that knows its mission
Missin missiles feel the breeze as the tree inhales the fission
Fishin for my intuition frying up all of my fruitions
Flick inflictors off like boogers bad mon tryna take my vision
P-P-Past failures, present power ups
Power to my future, my time erupts
Kaboom (kaboom), smoke looms (smoke looms), then it takes the form of a mushroom
These explosive thoughts need much room, divine theatrics coming soon
Don’t consume, just digest, If you live worried, you’ll die stressed
If you never make it past the limit you will get inflicted with the picture of a picture that depicts you as pathetic
Hypothetic set of tendencies, similar to symmetry, simmering the symphony, question the aesthetics
Of the pot when its hot on the stove but it shows no soul looks right but its lacking the genetics
Keep ya mental energetic so you think good thoughts, poetic poet making deposits I'm prophetic
[Bridge]
I found my destiny, down in the depths of me
I owe a debt to me, I’ll pay it definitely
Lyrics my deputy, I use em desperately
Don’t dwell where deadly be, that’ll be the death of me
[Verse 3]
My life is just a movie and I’m sticking to the script (script 6x)
I’m trampolining through the chapters see the pages I den flipped (flipped 6x)
My mind is all bananas feel my brain about to split (split 6x)
I’m crazy but the crazy thing is that I control the switch
So I switched on this light show, flood the fluoridated with fluorescence
Stir the essence, serve the message, giving off heat like incandescents
You in inception since yo conception, when you dream a dream yo dreams connects with
Infinite intelligence, universal elegance, Enough weight lifted you can levitate an elephant
Times a couple elephants times a couple more
When you gravitate to goals all your thoughts become relevant
Master of the elements, seasons in a blender
Real life grind so I never add Splenda
Witness the splendor, worldwide agenda
Teaching my students like my name is Splinter
Master the weather, sensei storms
Ever since they severed I can sense they torn
But amidst they scorn you can see two horns
Surrounded by thorns, the dark and the light
They choose they runway then take flight
Whatever yo path, choose to fight
Spit paragraphs of pictographs in hopes they catch my sight
I finished last but I’m built to last like a car that's crafted right, alright
[Hook]
