It's like we get so hung up on the destination, that we forget to look around us, and see that we've arrived. (Verse One) To be an illustrator, vocally, interpreting hyperbole, I'm working hard to pay the bills while balancing and surfacing the haters' negativity, worthy to own my dreams? No they not. I take control of everything that I've got. I take a pen and then plot. I pray for inspiration day-in-day-out. Speak to me Muse and let my ballpoint shout. I'm integratin' words on paper just to see what they bout. My mind is clearest when I'm steerin' just to figure out the lyrics, pushin' pencils in high gear and I'll move forward without fearin' what they industry expects from me, label me an MC till I die, so reverently I'll keep my head to the sky. I'm making music for myself so best believe I'll make it right, so best believe I'll make it tight, and what you're hearing here tonight is productivity, I'm Rhymer/Educator, say it right. Nobody in the world can do it like I do it so I'll just keep on working harder till I finally prove it (come on). (Hook) It's like we get so hung up on the destination, that we forget to look around us, and see that we've arrived. (Verse Two) Not a celebrity, but ready for the currency, I feel a sense of urgency in music for someone who puts his heart in his work. My heart is beating and the bass is alert. I feel a newer sense of breathing when the pain is endured, just like a newer sense of seeing when the canvas is blurred, just like a newer sense of speaking, words are properly slurred. Inhale, exhale it all out. Will I prevail or will I just sell out? We intertwined in a world where dimes used to be money, now they good looking honies. We separated by the slang that we use and all the words that we choose to change a language that was useful, universal, now it's regional and seasonal, still crucial is the fact that we're responsible for everyone who listens, speaking substance on the track to lift up rap has been my mission. Advance and art form that has made our hearts warm, in death we don't part from what has made our hearts one. (Hook) It's like we get so hung up on the destination, that we forget to look around us, and see that we've arrived.
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from The Rhymer/Educator Project,
released September 28, 2018
Title: Destination
Track 02 of 19
Album: The Rhymer/Educator Project
Artist: Rhymer/Educator
Release Year: 2018
Written/Performed by Joe Ruiz aka Rhymer/Educator
Recorded, Mixed and Mastered by Sam Henderson of RecordingWithSam at Always Be Genius Recording Studios in Crown Point, IN.
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