Akala - The Journey lyrics

feat. Mic Righteous [Intro: Akala & (Mic Righteous)] Isn’t the purpose of life to give your life some purpose? Chasing these dreams and these goals to only find they’re worthless (In this eternal circus I could turn in circles Spins around the fire burning We’re searching for higher learning) Distracted by higher earning Yearning for more than what’s on the surface What if I told you that inside you were perfect (Would you believe me or say I’m crazy man, what’s your verdict?) The furthest from the battlefield is always love and war (The one who’s on the front line, well he ain’t as sure) Don’t appreciate all your blessings, you need to struggle more (Might have the fullest plate and live amongst the poor) If you’ve got a heart full of hate then you are just as flawed (What if the journey is the destination, what you reckon, if you present) Is a present, will you grab it with every second, or (Would you still wreck it, given a second chance? Now that we’ve even said it, nah, we ain’t no better, in fact) We’re just as wreckless and we ain’t got the answers (These are just our questions) Journey with us, journey as we ask these questions (Journey with us, journey with us) Journey with us, journey as we’re learning lessons (Journey with us, journey with us Journey with us, journey with us) We ain’t got the answers (Journey with us, journey with us) We’ve just got the question Is this what they’re waiting for Cause we give it to them straight and raw Is this what they’re waiting for (This what they’ve been waiting for) [Hook] Every journey begins with just one step Turn over the page, open the book, just look Every journey begins with just one step Put your foot in front of the other and just move [Verse 1: Mic Righteous] I’ve been livin’ in a prison in my mind You been nothin’ like mine, when you talk, pigs fly What you call this life What you glamorize is a pack of lies I’m with a pack of lions You ain’t playin’ with my pride That’s patronising, talking to the young thugs Who ain’t ready for the pop-pop Little acorn, you don’t wanna get locked up You don’t wanna be a convict [?] Don’t you f*ckin’ have a concious? I got this Can’t stop it there That’s how I felt for the last couple years You don’t wanna confront my peers My brother just lost somebody So I had to go back to the manor and confront my peers And comfort my peers All this time I’m funding my career All this time I fancy getting here Yeah, I’m stood in the middle of nowhere And I broke my back just to get here Then and there is where dad just said a prayer Still feel the blood of the person I was building up with me, yeah I’m prepared Still feel the blood of the person I was building up with me, yeah I’m aware [Hook] [Verse 2: Akala] Akala and Righteous, the words we are uttering Feel in your spirit, the pain we are summoning Cause we came up in the suffering, now we’re recovering But it still feels like we’re stuck in it There’s enough of it Everyone’s s*cking the life out of people If it doesn’t toughen em Break, cr*ck, shatter your life This is the journey, it ain’t always nice We have not learned to disable the lies It seems we’re determined to pay all the price But still, I murder a rhythm like no one in Britain I’m righteous on mics when I’m spitting Fam, don’t worry bout me I am living Just play your position and stay out the kitchen When the rhythm hit him in the chest, better get a vest I’m obsessed in his steaks there on the decks Getting vexed, it’s a head stare on your neck So who’s next to express? Get it off your chest Chess that I play, f*ck the right game Time you were sure you aboard the right plane? This one right here it goes where I say The journey is allowing me to focus my pain To spit phrases, moltonize flames You’ll get burned and frozen, that’s only quite tame [Hook] [Verse 3: Mic Righteous] Brush off my shoulders and bubble them others [?] Now all the lies will just turn into mumbling, turn up my mic again Turn up my mic so they know who the f*ck it is, know when I’m coming in You just a problem for rap, when I rap I’m a problem for governments There’s a problem in mainstream media coverage, feeding us utter sh*t, please keep em coming in This year I’m encouraging anyone with the courage to go up against The system we’re stuck up in And if you ain’t with us then f*ck if then Become a pawn or become a king Become a pauper, they die by the sword of another poor Why are we fighting each other for? Why are we fighting our brothers for? What’s the price of a life if you young and poor? Looking online at a life for [?] I got a son that needs [?]so I’m opening doors [?] hopeless That is more dangerous than a man who is deperate, broken Coming back from an injury, did you missed me? Man a wanna throw me out like a frisbee (Where you been fam?) Wanna know where I’ve been G? (Yeah, tell me now) I’ve been alone, it’s a rocky road, Kingsly [Verse 4: Akala] It’s a rocky road in the stories that we’re told Well I’m evolved from the places that we’ve growed You wasn’t there when the rental was in arrears And the bailiffs came to the door You wasn’t there, didn’t witness all the tears In fact have you ever been poor before? You sure this ain’t Jersey Shore? This is your life, it is totally raw Uncle’s is going to prison And half of your role models getting their dough in the kitchen Living right next to the rich kids One street away but our struggle is totally different I am the man of the house where I’m living And I’m like 11, I’m destined for prison I never went though cause I beat the system And all of my villains is proud that I broke tradition You don’t know sh*t about us Do not discuss what you cannot sus Sus is the start of them f*ckin’ us up No it wasn’t just not enough luck, better s*ck it up [Hook]