Quest Lyrics

Travel through time, to climb and develop self

Improve lines in due time, top of the shelf

Is where the jewels are kept, knowledge like school

Don't be no fool, there's rules to accept

All the time, there's rhymes on my mind

Feel the sun shine on my skin, embrace blessings

To win, knowing is half the battle to begin

All the good comes from within, do not sin

Relentless, take time to study, my lessons

Questing like it was 1-9-9 something

Sessions I reflect and move on to the next

Groove on with the technique I speak fresh

Need one to trust, not one to leak less

A peaceful surrounding where i can be at my best

In the scrimage, paint the image, bleek but zest

In the flesh, allies mesh, no need to test

We're blessed

To go the length on this quest

From the Northwest, positive vibes we invest

Rap helps me to get things of my chest

We're blessed

To go the length on this quest

From the Northwest, positive vibes we invest

Rap helps me to get things of my chest

The state of mind I'm in, got me climbing

In my prime, out to be, finding my destiny

I'm fresh like me, rhyming carressin' she

Since i heard her for the first time was a blessing G

Pencil to the paper until the heat of the night

Sometimes on the left, but mostly on the right

Before light and day I chose the path right away

Gotta shine like the sun on a bright day

Mind spray heavy like Chevy forever ready

To get on stage as a young'n to display a page

Straight out of the rhymebook, my mind takes yours

For a minute, ride to beat make you get up in it

Authenic, is how this here is built, we bring it

Out of sight, rawness delight, it's my thing to spit and

Make you "get down", here come the hits now

A fresh blunt is lit now, so don't throw a fit now

We're blessed

To go the length on this quest

From the Northwest, positive vibes we invest

Rap helps me to get things of my chest

We're blessed

To go the length on this quest

From the Northwest, positive vibes we invest

Rap helps me to get things of my chest

Close to the night, approach with golden rules

That's probably why they call me oldschool

But because i won't adapt don't mean i'm fronting

R C be pumping, though you won't see me stuntin'

If the papes come, I would stay strong to judge wise

To keep the paper long, I sling to sludge twice

Never hold a grudge, plus I ain't biased

The flyest without wings, so let me do my thing and

Sing for the moment since the world needs atonement

Malcolm and Martin Luther said it, i'm not alone with

Thoughts like this in times like these, I ain't bionic

Meanwhile work out plans, drop albums postponement

When I seize the moment, I'm sure I got my hands dirty

On the grind, still rappin' happened to be over thirty

Trust you me I just can't see my dreams get diminished

So i won't stop putting in work until I'm finished