Using a train ride as a metaphor to describe listening to a song.
Using a train ride as a metaphor to describe listening to a song, and me controlling what or where you are going when u listen.
Writeous's Verse
My train of thought is traveling tracks/
Hope bags have been packed, get ready I’m set to leave in 2 minutes exactly/
Relax, leave all your stress and regrets behind/
Forget the dismal times, just take pleasure and treasure this pleasant ride/
Get mesmerized by the scenery you once dreamed see/
Now recognize, those dreams you seek can be with in reach/
Expect a high scream or shriek when steam gets released/
From the engine, never quitting, ride rhythm’s lenient speeds/
The beats the rail road, I choose the it direction goes/
Moving thru desert or snow, future to present to old/
On hills and valleys, my emotional highs and the lows/
Open your eyes if they’re close, soak in the tide that I flow/
Now shut them back, make sure to strap in the rest of the journey/
Just 60 seconds left, bet you wont expect requests to hurry/
Not ready to travel to land of expressions? - then/
I recommend dont step up in the direction i'm heading in/
Destination Verse's
I’m now long, no longer kicking the pail, like the bucket that fell~
I saw the nigga see but they still can't tell~
some people look up in the sky, but they want is that hell~
waiting for mail, behind bars looking for bail~
life's jail can smell of flavors that rail~
you into the station of fail, take for the tail~
and finish before you start on the trail~
sold for the sale, before you can tell~
soul done turned pale, sink to that ale~
brewing so well, loosing your yell, to people from Yale~
Blind to the brail of coincidental in coincidences that hail~
To those that hale, you turning stale~
Making your keenness like kel, seek to prevail {YES} ~
After lifting the vale, marriage to well~
Warms your inner dwell, brings ya to Intel~
Your insides outside dispel, through the words you can spell~
My nigga before the pen fell~!