Formerly LEN and Wesdorp - The Path

Good morning everyone
Evening, afternoon, night time
Wherever you are
We'd like to welcome you on this journey today
Presenting your host
The artist formerly known as LEN
We got Wesdorp on the instrumentals with us
We are in for a treat here
Let's go
I'm on the roadmap of life
In the driver's seat
Flip the ignition
In order to make progress
I had to curb addiction
Getting tired
Cause my sleeping pattern lacking repetition
Wait, lemme go back
We gotta see the mission
Woke up in Columbus
Strong desire for direction
Just tore my shoulder
Had no way to get correction
I wasn't insured
In turn I endured the pain
Couldn't lift the pressure now I'm pondering
Through the vain of reflection
For business I was looking for connections
Alone in a campus
I was ill
Paranoid at home
Wind chills got me still
Tryna find a friend
But it seem nobody real
What's the deal, man
I'm getting more support from strangers on the internet
Than from my own friends
Fuck setting standards
When the others just pretend
I'm sick of seeing other rappers
Popping only off of hopping trends
But I'm just geekin'
Your shit is cheeks
You nazis reek a fibonacci sequence
Cause you going in a downward spiral
Sometimes feel like music is my key to survival
But they sacrifice the art
Just for a shot at going viral
So I started crafting
Hard sentences
This new outlet helped me
Getting past harsh winters then
Finding me a lane
While I was wanted off the premises
Making me a name
While I'm delivering my messages
Yeah
This is the path to my glory
The path is my story
A shell of the old me
Yeah
And ain't nobody ever showed me
The road less traveled
Never been here before me
Yeah
This is the path to my glory
The path is my story
A shell of the old me
Yeah
And ain't nobody ever showed me
The road less traveled
Listen
Comes to a point where
I'll just take what I been given
I'm tryna keep my faith
Inshallah, lord willing
In times of fear I tend to fall
Back on my religion
While I'm going on this path
Tryna find a new beginning
Tragedy loomed
Ain't here to make a killing
Need life to resume
Got some shit to be fulfilling
Cause it feels like we doomed
In our homes we be chilling
Sad we left the worst year
Without the best villain
But maybe my villain's inside myself
Maybe I contribute the most
To jeopardize my health
All this time spent inside
Never ask for no help
And when it's time to cut ties
Assess the damage I dealt
I started writing in a crammed room
9 other souls
Whom I never said a word to
Set my own goals
In my spare time return to
The studio recording nonsense
I was still in college
Want to call myself an artist
Showing promise when I meddled
Thought that I had some potential
I met Wesdorp
Put me on another level
Saw me using type beats
I never wanna settle
So I started working
When he sent the Gone instrumental
Then I made my first "album"
What's the outcome
Lack of self awareness got me clowned
Now without some
Sympathy I'm better off
Traveling through rough patches
Sparking up a fire
Like I'm playing round with lit matches
Working till my wheels fall off
Or I turn to ashes
Tryna keep it a g
Like I'm the one to appeal to masses
But they fuckin with me
This some shit I'm tryna get established
Pushing through the path
Tire marks on the passage
Never hopping off the roadmap
Fuck the opposition
Steady climbing how I'll outlast
All my competition
I ain't gassed
Never hit the brake on this expedition
Glimpse of my past
Now we can finally turn the transmission

Written by:
Mike Elyian

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