Various Artists - Ascension lyrics

[Verse 1: Smiler] Walk with belief and aim to find fortune Caused from the deep, I came when I walked through I can feel the force against me, Lord fence me Victim of thoughts of men, of course envy Walking through the jungle, merging with predators To find solace, I've been searching forevermore Tortured inside, forced to think wise Uphill struggle, I've been walking on an incline When you're low, staying sane's priceless Feeling drained, lifeless, the good-hearted are the minority The rest ain't playing the game like us You can slip but always remain righteous To live drama-free, that is impossible With every road you turn down, there is an obstacle Keep your chin to the sky when the time's hard Mind, craft, seek, and you shall find the right path [Hook](x2) Find your way out Won't turn to dust This burning fire Won't take your soul away from us [Verse 2: Random Impulse] In this game, I am my own damn man, no restriction, post or boundaries Spouting heat, hungry and my circle always round to eat Crossing the Atlantic, counting thousands at a thousand feet While you're counting sheep, homie sound asleep Summoned from the deep, now I float, to sink my boat, you'll need a thousand fleets I'll walk on any beat and stomp it like a thousand feet And talk is cheap, so I could treat you to my words for free Now that I'm out, man, I ain't playing like I hurt my knee It's common courtesy, I left you for a minute Now I'm back and packing punches like I'm Popeye popping spinach Eating every course, breakfast, lunch, I ain't forgotten dinners Play guitars as well as bars so you ain't rocking with beginners Sorry, time's ticking, I can't mess with up-and-comers National lottery business, only winners have my numbers Man I'm nothing like you fronters, show you how it is I can't really do nothing for you 'less you got something to give [Hook] [Verse 3: Mik** Pane] I'm not sure this can be proved, but I don't doubt it really happened I was talking to the music about the sk** of rapping It said, "Why would anybody wish to hear what you wanna say Especially when the competition's fierce as Beyoncé?" I told it I was on some multi-syllable sh** It said, "That means nothing if you come up with silly bullsh**" It then advised me, "If you're to compete You have to have a homeless rapper vibe and take big issues to the street" I was quite a fool so I was so damn nervous Songs can't be cool and have a profound purpose I said "It's hard to hang insipid sh** up when you're from a crew That wants seven-figure stars and The Big Dipper The music made me pack my stuff and go it alone The crew called me a wa*ker for holding my own The old me's were phonies, so I'm not sorry that I murdered them Cause I play gigs so often, they call me Alex Ferguson [Verse 4: Ghetts] Same old scenery, tryna get the hell out legally Only a fool would disagree with me I used to call myself a trapper Until I figured out I'm the one that needs to be released But what does it matter when your keys are dreamin'? People wanna shatter it but secretly they can see it happening They eagerly await on your downfall So I keep my middle finger up with a mouth full Of licorice just to remind me of the bitterness You think it's just your enemies, please don't be an idiot This area I'm living in, I'm sick of it The villains are the little kids, running 'round with shanks Tryna catch somebody slipping when they're coming out the bank The gra** is greener on the other side And now I'm where the gra** is greener, so I'm alright [Hook]