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letra de ignition - rms

[intro]
on the road
on the road
on the road

[hook]
long drives, cold vibes, fog lights, bold lines
long drives, cold vibes, fog lights, bold lines
long drives, cold vibe, fog on the window
but i’m still reflecting, i need time to think so

[verse 1]
started with no plans of stopping it
caught it with no chance of dropping it
forgot the optimism in my closet
now my stomach half empty, hungry for the compliments
cause ominous rms on to this, y’all could just
contemplate the response of the audience, i
cultivate a sound that is synonymous
with that of all the greats isn’t it obvious my
vision is crystal
i swear my vision is crystal
caught behind foggy windows
i can see with these lids closed
this criticism is, tryna blur my intuition
imma push the wipers into first position
pull an earl simmons and wipe that shit away now
nothing else to say now
i swear, anyone criticizing is hating
i swear, in my eyes i can never be mistaken
i swear, i decide if it’s a yes, no or maybe
i’ll only accept other sentiments from an eminem or a jay z
call me crazy
there is a fine line between determination and blindness
this yellow line that i’m riding divides the insane and the spineless
its no longer a decision between right and wrong, its right and left
i’m just, following the path of my ambition, i confess
that without second guessing or a doubt, in a millisecond
i’m resting my foot on the gas before stepping as fast and hard as i can press it
accelerate, accelerate
right into oncoming traffic i swerve and
i’m a renegade, i never wait
horns blaring as i blast past them
hitting 97, 98
vision is crystal, but critics think i’m mistaken
and i swear, anyone criticizing is … [horn blaring… crash]

[intermission]
“mistakes are masterful teachers”

[hook]

[verse 2]
started with no plans of stopping it
caught it with no chance of dropping it
got some optimism from the kitchen now my stomach half full
but with ego not confidence
take a detour and just to vomit it
do not hold it, i thought that my vision was crystal
and i saw the whole picture but man i only saw a part of it
i admit, my vision is a bit more of cracked windshield
i admit, i might’ve missed the mark on the facts that have been real
i admit, i might’ve ignored signs and kept driving
so i think, how long can i survive with no headlights shining
in a dark tunnel? like tunnel vision with no light at the end of it
what if
talk that’ll channel negative
thoughts illuminate the dark indefinite
road ahead of me
perfect recipe for
dedication, narrow mindedness
it’s a fine line that is set between
determination and blindness
if, i can find this shit
can i learn from these masterful teachers and listen?
if i can’t grow from these mistakes then i’ve been defeated before i reach ignition

[outro]
“you have reached your destination. john f. kennedy international airport on left”

- rms

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