DynastyTSR - The Journey

Drivin down the highway
In my 98’
Got the Buick from my bro
Had to pay the high rate
It was worth it
My first whip
My best purchase
Trips to the studio
Where I would find my purpose
I murk shit
Same way I did my transmission
Killed my wheels
I put it thru the transition
Had to Scrap it
Hurt me soul
In large fashion
Finding ways to work
So I could live and fund my passion
I’m rapping
From train to train
Bus to mattress
I’m crashing
2 gigs slaving schedules is clashing
I’m laughing
To keep from killing folk
Struggle everyday just to keep from feeling broke
It’s complex
Living healthy only way to make the time stretch
Feed the body and the soul then the minds next
That’s divinity, the true Holy Trinity
Showing off your brain power is a fine flex

Pull up in the Altima, all red flossin with the muffler so loud
I could never flee an officer
Dent on the passenger, leaning on it baggin ya girl
It ain’t the steel that make the man it’s who steering the wheel

Supporting Sunnie down at SOBs
Backstage met a honey with her chest on freeze
She ice cold
I wouldn’t expect a nice no
Had to kick it proper
She from Brooklyn like my momma
Shorty major
Hitting the city like she my neighbor
Engine light blinking I ain’t paying for the labor
The danger
Was worth me saving cash
The risk of breaking down
Wasn’t worth me chasin’ ass
It’s running tho
Went thru my cousin and my uncle and my brother tho
Held it down for 2 years 2 summers tho
4 owners quarter milly on the mileage
Still when I called the scrap man it was a bummer tho

Sitting in my complex
Parking lot pimpin’
In my 06’ caddy seen a baddie
Hit the time check
Spit a couple rhymes
She like is you getting signed yet?
You ain’t gang gang?
You ain’t on yo 69 yet?
I just laugh at uneducated mindsets
Loving Kanye but shorty never heard of Rhymefest
Behind the scenes the war be pen to pad
It’s behind the green that shorty tends to drag
Mentality was ochocinco, Chad
Not the man himself the numbers on the pads
If you know you know
Our methods often clash
My Meth is Wu Tang
Your meth is Break Bad
What’s a business if there ain’t a great staff?
What’s a vision that ain’t followed by a task?
What’s a question that nobody ever asked?
Any time you check the clock it ain’t the future or the past
It’s today

Always now

In the present

Celebrate

Out the way

Out the way

Out the way

Yeah we be out the way

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