Vivid One - MiSsIon Lyrics

This shit is contagious Been at it for ages
So many pages explaining these aimless
Thoughts from my brain it’s awfully draining
Fighting wars in my head reinforcing audacious
Courageous informative phrases inside
I’m Aiming for greatness and making this life
Great as I’m making these changes that’s right
Coz I was fading away and wasting my time
But I’ve made up my mind like It’s my time to shine
My time to shine coz I’m tight with the flow
I’m defining my life yer describing it yo
Presiding what’s right not denying it no
And I’m Riding this tide in not fighting it so
You’ll find I’ll be tight on this mic with the flow
I be grinding all night and I strike like a pro
That’s right now ya know And I won’t cease
It’s vivid now listen I’m bringing the heat
I’m twisted but gifted with skill a beat
Every minute that I’m in it I hit it with steez
Committed to winning and living the dream
Still sinning and grinning not sipping on lean
And see haters wishing they could rip it like me
Coz I'm a lyrical beast and see when I’m entering
I’m repping it and stepping to mic like a veteran
Shredding it and tell it better than you ever can
I stay on my grind I’ll never be surrendering
Keep on bettering-myself getting fresher see
And going for what I endeavour to be
On a level in my mental you never could be
Got the pedal to the metal I’m repping it see
Swap my pencil, Assemble potential with steez
Stressful trying to settle the beast
This devil in me
I’m on this daily grind See I gotta make a living
Focus on this paper you can call it my religion
Just trying to reach the top I won’t stop till I’m finished
Trying to make something of my life that’s the mission
I’m on this daily grind See I gotta make a living
Focus on this paper you can call it my religion
Just trying to reach the top I won’t stop till I’m finished
Trying to make something of my life that’s the mission
Check it as I step in getting clever with these thoughts
Now this life ain’t ever pleasant but I rep it threw the doors
See to get where I’m at it took a hella lotta force
Like I never thought I’d ever see my music in the stores
But with pleasure now I’m getting cheddar from these written thoughts
Now of course I'm feeling great and I’m making it known
Coz this music that I’m making yer I make it on my own
And the truth is that I’m chasing it I’m aiming for the throne
In the booth I ain’t faking it just stating what I know
But I’m saying it with flow and you relate to it so
The pain unspoken is Like a blade to the throat
So Try remain focused or change it if you don’t
With smoke in my lungs I try to hide this anguish
I flow with this tongue but life I don’t get this
Dopest cunt on the mic So accept it
Showing em just what it’s like to fucking rep
I’m on this daily grind See I gotta make a living
Focus on this paper you can call it my religion
Just trying to reach the top I won’t stop till I’m finished
Trying to make something of my life that’s the mission
I’m on this daily grind See I gotta make a living
Focus on this paper you can call it my religion
Just trying to reach the top I won’t stop till I’m finished
Trying to make something of my life that’s the mission
I get up every day work a job that I hate
But if I don’t go then I don’t get the pay
If I don’t get the pay then I’m wasting my days
And this life is to short to be wasting it away
I used to sell drugs then I was taking em aye
Decayed my brain then would take what I’d make
So changing my way behaving is the only way
I’m on this daily grind See I gotta make a living
Focus on this paper you can call it my religion
Just trying to reach the top I won’t stop till I’m finished
Trying to make something of my life that’s the mission
I’m on this daily grind See I gotta make a living
Focus on this paper you can call it my religion
Just trying to reach the top I won’t stop till I’m finished
Trying to make something of my life that’s the mission
My mission is mainly addressing to those
Stressing with depression to help em let go
Cos depression needs attention I get it I know
Express I’m a mess confessing I chose
This path accepting descending roads
Was Headed for ending it all with a rope
And no one would know I was literally breaking
Or how close I was too physically taking
This life of mine see I was critically Fading
Hating the fact I couldn’t do it as usual
Couldn’t have my parents arranging my funeral
I’ve put em threw hell since back as a Juvenile
And the damage I’ve done to myself is incurable
I used to think music will but that ain’t the truth
I'm just another fuck up cunt-rapper in the booth
I’m on this daily grind See I gotta make a living
Focus on this paper you can call it my religion
Just trying to reach the top I won’t stop till I’m finished
Trying to make something of my life that’s the mission

This shit is contagious Been at it for ages
So many pages explaining these aimless
Thoughts from my brain it’s awfully draining
Fighting wars in my head reinforcing audacious
Courageous informative phrases inside
I’m Aiming for greatness and making this life
Great as I’m making these changes that’s right
Coz I was fading away and wasting my time
But I’ve made up my mind like It’s my time to shine
My time to shine coz I’m tight with the flow
I’m defining my life yer describing it yo
Presiding what’s right not denying it no
And I’m Riding this tide in not fighting it so
You’ll find I’ll be tight on this mic with the flow
I be grinding all night and I strike like a pro
That’s right now ya know And I won’t cease
It’s vivid now listen I’m bringing the heat
I’m twisted but gifted with skill a beat
Every minute that I’m in it I hit it with steez
Committed to winning and living the dream
Still sinning and grinning not sipping on lean
And see haters wishing they could rip it like me
Coz I'm a lyrical beast and see when I’m entering
I’m repping it and stepping to mic like a veteran
Shredding it and tell it better than you ever can
I stay on my grind I’ll never be surrendering
Keep on bettering-myself getting fresher see
And going for what I endeavour to be
On a level in my mental you never could be
Got the pedal to the metal I’m repping it see
Swap my pencil, Assemble potential with steez
Stressful trying to settle the beast
This devil in me
I’m on this daily grind See I gotta make a living
Focus on this paper you can call it my religion
Just trying to reach the top I won’t stop till I’m finished
Trying to make something of my life that’s the mission
I’m on this daily grind See I gotta make a living
Focus on this paper you can call it my religion
Just trying to reach the top I won’t stop till I’m finished
Trying to make something of my life that’s the mission
Check it as I step in getting clever with these thoughts
Now this life ain’t ever pleasant but I rep it threw the doors
See to get where I’m at it took a hella lotta force
Like I never thought I’d ever see my music in the stores
But with pleasure now I’m getting cheddar from these written thoughts
Now of course I'm feeling great and I’m making it known
Coz this music that I’m making yer I make it on my own
And the truth is that I’m chasing it I’m aiming for the throne
In the booth I ain’t faking it just stating what I know
But I’m saying it with flow and you relate to it so
The pain unspoken is Like a blade to the throat
So Try remain focused or change it if you don’t
With smoke in my lungs I try to hide this anguish
I flow with this tongue but life I don’t get this
Dopest cunt on the mic So accept it
Showing em just what it’s like to fucking rep
I’m on this daily grind See I gotta make a living
Focus on this paper you can call it my religion
Just trying to reach the top I won’t stop till I’m finished
Trying to make something of my life that’s the mission
I’m on this daily grind See I gotta make a living
Focus on this paper you can call it my religion
Just trying to reach the top I won’t stop till I’m finished
Trying to make something of my life that’s the mission
I get up every day work a job that I hate
But if I don’t go then I don’t get the pay
If I don’t get the pay then I’m wasting my days
And this life is to short to be wasting it away
I used to sell drugs then I was taking em aye
Decayed my brain then would take what I’d make
So changing my way behaving is the only way
I’m on this daily grind See I gotta make a living
Focus on this paper you can call it my religion
Just trying to reach the top I won’t stop till I’m finished
Trying to make something of my life that’s the mission
I’m on this daily grind See I gotta make a living
Focus on this paper you can call it my religion
Just trying to reach the top I won’t stop till I’m finished
Trying to make something of my life that’s the mission
My mission is mainly addressing to those
Stressing with depression to help em let go
Cos depression needs attention I get it I know
Express I’m a mess confessing I chose
This path accepting descending roads
Was Headed for ending it all with a rope
And no one would know I was literally breaking
Or how close I was too physically taking
This life of mine see I was critically Fading
Hating the fact I couldn’t do it as usual
Couldn’t have my parents arranging my funeral
I’ve put em threw hell since back as a Juvenile
And the damage I’ve done to myself is incurable
I used to think music will but that ain’t the truth
I'm just another fuck up cunt-rapper in the booth
I’m on this daily grind See I gotta make a living
Focus on this paper you can call it my religion
Just trying to reach the top I won’t stop till I’m finished
Trying to make something of my life that’s the mission