Destiny's Road: Part 1

Destiny's Road

Verse 1: I’m trapped inside a box, daydreaming of a day where I'm in charge,

2 be my own boss, Knowing my destiny is to make up new rules and laws,

Wanting so badly 2 be more than a shadow place like a imitation,

My eyes are glaring, as I stare at the stars gazing,

Wanting 2 be in a position 2 deliver people information,

Dreams, and ambitions play games with the naïve mind,

As I dream of a fulfilled life where I can keep my head held high,

Till I’m at a old age, and can be proud of the image I made,

Anyone can make it, s*its seems overrated,

The fame I’m after, but its falsely plastered,

It’s a terrible disease, feeding off your worse memories,

Replacing your agility, with crippled abilities,

Happiness is trapped like medicine in a syringe,

I could never believe it, but my own homeland is my imprisonment,

Cause yeah yo, I’m a bird but I can’t take flight,

I’m a pirate but there’s no land in sight,

I’m a poet, but have no pen, I can’t write,

I crave a cig, but there’s no nicotine 2 light,

This whole place is like a plight, ready 2 strike and take away my feeling to function in life,

2 escape that, I'm gonna keep my mind on track, 2 make me well known, going to go down that road,

Chorus: Going down going down going down destiny’s road, nowhere else to go, so find me going down destiny’s road, feeling down and out, full of hope, as I travel down destiny’s road
Verse 2: You see I have 2 sides, one’s an angel, the righteous conscience in my head,

And the other’s the bad decision fueling the devil, full of hatred and hot led, pulling my soul apart,

My soul’s the liquid in the magic 8 ball, looking at my future ahead,

Mind full of encouragement laced with venomous posing, bliss and dread

Paranoid from having my future forth told projected and read,

About 2 have a nervous breakdown,

Falling to the grips of insanity,

Watching my world turning hourly,

My heart pounds like an earthquake,

An en-caged demon, about 2 be enraged scorching the hell bound flames,

A spirit, looking 4 a host, and when it gets near it, it disappears, looking eerie and queer,

Not wanting 2 be another unknown man buried in the cemetery,

I wanna be found dead on the markings of my own territory,

You say life’s a game, while I say it wants me frame, greedy seed seeking fame,

But you say its not possible, but I feel unstoppable,

I feel I can turn anything from tragic to magic,

Give me a pen and paper and I’ll make a career out of it,

Knowing 2 damn well, I’m way over my head, a hopeless pawn trying 2 be king, a baby chick trying 2 sprout wings,

I swear sometimes I just wanna end pull the plug, cause I know I won’t get that far,

Chorus repeat:

Verse 3: Now look you gotta understand that I love my homeland 2 death,

But I know I got something much bigger in plan

So momma let me be on my own,

Grab my bag cause I’m hitting destiny’s road,

But my life’s at a criss-cross,

Back against the wall in a wrist lock,

Struggling 2 get out,

Scratches within and without,

Going out of control, watching my dreams falling back ten fold,

But I just can’t sit around being depressed, cry and pout,

Cause my destiny is coming from nothing to everything,

Rags 2 riches, 5 cents to six numerical digits,

From no girls 2 12 different b*tches,

But in this game you gotta now your limitations,

But the thought of fame drives my temptations, striking my impulses, stimulating my inner sensations, causing invasion 2 the walls of my brain, going insane,

Pathological waves of dreams, bring and carry hopes 2 my main blood stream every which way,

But how can you possibly transform coal gold?

Are there any blueprints 2 show me the way this damn game works?

And if I make it, what’s the chances of me being burned everyday?

But **** it, keep moving up, it’s the only way, to get away,

Enough training, prepare 2 blow up, and face this society and give em’ all reality,

But my life has 2 roads, and I don’t know which way 2 go,

And there’s no guide or map 2 show me which way’s best,

Perhaps I’ll bleed like the rest, but **** it, I ain’t folding up, or giving in, on the contrary 2 what you think, I’ll keep rolling on like a tank, through the bad times, I’ll see the light fulfill your wish, and keep a strong grip as we take a walk down… destiny’s road