Jet 2 - The Mission lyrics

[Verse 1] They wonder where I get my inspiration? I tell 'em, I look in the mirror I sit and an*lyze just what I would like to see It's just the life in me They wonder where I get my inspiration? I'm inspired by those who did it before me Also the ones who adore me Although the ones who ignore me give me that motivation They wonder where I get my inspiration? From inside, the kid that's on the inside I promised that boy this time I'm a dig in deep Show myself that I just don't live for myself [Verse 2] Sittin' in the fear of sh** happenin' I have no control of What if Steve Jobs pa**ed before he invented the Mac? A career with that I have, started on Garageband But look here, makin' it this far wasn't part of my plans Yeah I paid attention in cla** I learned more from just being there Yeah we visit the churches I'm still wonderin' why we're in fear Yeah our hearts' clean, you can let God tell you that Yeah I got peers who hit the blunt to keep their mind clear Yeah, I got a portion of spirit I feel is barely tapped Look myself in the eye and wonder just what I'm staring at Look myself in the mirror, wonder just I'm feelin' I'm feelin' there's somethin' those in position are still concealing Bad b**hes and millions are so appealing Conspiracy theories of a villain, slowly revealin' That physical isolation's enough to destroy a nation Plus the fear of others equals lack of motivation Searchin' for love, a picture that society painted That if I ain't got it in that way, it ain't it Which is why I'm on a mission to bring to fruition this vision Sit and look and listen Dodgin' deadly pestilence Success is in my residence I'm imagining having the evidence And if you see it, that's excellent And if UC is a college Then my knowledge is a scholarship My vision is a scholar My confidence is all kind of sh** I'm convinced I'm accomplished I never woke up for cla** I just prayed about it then pa**ed Was a chemist, but hated math Under the radar, I made a graph Up in the quasars, I take a bath n***a, I made stars, I made my path n***a was the nice guy that never finished last I was the calm dude that always had to spazz on the beat Cause I held it in so much Hoppin' in front of the mic, then my life I recite Cause I might just be helpin' the both of us Welcome to my world I hope you're closed, cause I'm openin' up Victory's in my arm and I'm holdin' it up Feel the squeeze in my palm As I slowly ease and calm The calm before the season storm The flight that wasn't planned before the landin' At the Terminal that never seemed to be at home