| It seems like for days, my flight has been delayed
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| And I can see the plane sitting on the runway
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| But I heard there’s a shortage of pilots
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| We got the craft, but nobody can recall how to fly it So I’ve been in the terminal basement, creating
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| I ain’t giving in to imitation
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| Role playing? |
| na, this is my Departure
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| I’m taking off, feel the ground breaking
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| And I know what you’re thinking, rapping is lame
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| But that’s not how it has to remain
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| Cause somewhere in a kid in the back of their brain
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| Lies the answer to bring about change
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| Meanwhile we sing about chains hanging
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| At an all time low, put ya hazard lights on, ride slow
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| In circles cause ya not sure where to go
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| I wonder would you even care to know
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| CHORUS:
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| Prepare yourself for the departure
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| Strap yaself in, I’m about to start something
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| Next movement, this is a departure
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| From the usual, this is more suitable
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| Now I can’t proceed if I can’t see the past
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| So let me go back to see the (Cedar) Ave
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| Where it all started, so I’m traveling the farthest
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| Before we became marketing targets
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| Before the game was just rosters of artists
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| That all seem to claim to be the hardest
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| But I hear… just a bunch of little sean carters
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| You see em, they on every corner like starbucks
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| Now, get rich or die trying, so we all try rhyming
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| But there was a time when hip hop wasn’t bringing any loot in Imagine, rappers not rappin bout shootin'
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| Just being about the music
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| Only concerned with getting the crowd moving
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| The block party could hear it, innovation
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| Moving instruction always been a part of the lyrics
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| CHORUS:
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| Prepare yourself for the departure
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| Strap yaself in, I’m about to start something
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| Next movement, this is a departure
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| From the usual, this is more suitable
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| We at stand still for the time being
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| You know it, you see everything that I’m seeing
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| But I’m not leaving, even though this is the departure
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| I’d never abandon the culture
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| Even when I see most of My people are so close to Giving up cause it ain’t livin' up to what it’s spose to Listen I’ll depart if that’ll bring us closer
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| Exec’s look past me, cause I don’t fit in they boxes
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| Cause this is not gettin' a profit
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| I rap about reality, the recognition of Prophets
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| To spit what I believe, I gotta dig in my pockets
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| But I got this, no problem
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| Already in motion, nobody can stop this
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| You swear that it died from the past couple years
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| But I’m here to tell you it’s only up from here |