Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Destination, artist - K.A.A.N.. Album song Vivid Canvas, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 19.11.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: KAANLIFEMUSIC, UMUWWA
Song language: English
The Destination |
Protect mines at all time with a passion |
Tables turn, lessons learned, waves crashing |
Enough to go around but yet they spare the rations |
I pray I find some peace of mind before my expiration |
Been navigatin' through these mazes to my destination |
The ups and downs, the setbacks |
They drive you fucking crazy and vacant |
I let the pressure dissolve |
Elegant, feel like I’m one with the stars |
Omnipotent gods, these battles leave unlimited scars |
So who am I to disagree if I’m wrong? |
My future lie in my palms, I put my life in the songs |
Might need a light for them all, I wrote a of |
I’m not aware but a notion of niggas that put in the work and then they get |
passed over |
They left us looking for closure |
Through press releases and moments |
It’s hard to see where you going, not on this quest for atonement |
Can I live, can I fly? |
I’ve been obsessin' 'bout time, feelin' that pressure |
It’s prevalent, left to weigh on my mind |
I know this shit is a game, I see the way it’s designed |
I know it’s risk and reward, I still do not feel inclined |
To step outside my character, not just to level up |
Niggas that sold they soul, they live in debt, they never settled up |
One of a fuckin' kind, you don’t do justice with comparisons |
Diamond in the rough, yes I’m the rarest one |
Protect mines at all time with a passion |
Tables turn, lessons learned, waves crashing |
Enough to go around but yet they spare the rations |
I pray I find some peace of mind before my expiration |
Been navigatin' through these mazes to my destination |
The ups and downs, the setbacks |
They drive you fucking crazy and vacant |
I’ve been trying to decipher hieroglyphs while hiding in leviathan |
Belly of the beast what I’m residing in |
Rolling shit I can’t even pronounce, you not as high as this |
Tears on my eyelids of black sheep, you can’t silence 'em |
.44 with a silencer, purchased without a license |
Mama always told me that the truth has been the fuckin' type to hurt |
So I laughed in satisfaction when I lie to her |
I’m broken like shattered glasses, right beside a fuckin' urn |
My name’s engraved in gold, a razor blade and rope |
A knife that’s slicing my throat, I wanna do it but won’t |
My mind’s diverging, it’s kinda concerning |
My spine’s all kinda hurting from tryna shoulder these burdens (burdens, |
burdens, burdens, burdens) |