Diesel Motion - If You Don't Like The Answers, Change The Questions

I don’t wait for the signs, I create direction, Mandem talk fate but I change the questions, Same old block but I shape progression, From blocks where the doors had no protection, Grew in the chaos, I breathed ascension, Mind too sharp — that’s blade perfection, Life said “stop”, I said “close that lesson”, Answers stuck? I shift the dimension, Pen stays hot like forge combustion, Came from the ends where there ain’t no trusting, Dreams went broke but I kept investing, Truth don’t fit? Then I retest structure, Talk too much? Better check your functions, Pressure gets mad but I bend those junctions, Life got riddles? I crack assumptions — Blaze that diesel, I fuel eruptions. If you don’t like the answers, change the questions, Flip that script, rewrite your sections, Break that lock, force new connections, Mandem make dreams out raw intentions, If you don’t like the answers, change the questions, Pattern your path with sharp corrections, Life goes left? Apply direction — Shift that world with pure reflection. Back in the flats where the hallways echo, Young man moving with a half-broke credo, World said “wait”, I said “nah, I’ll go bro”, Storm in my chest like a nitro shadow, Lessons hit hard like ends on a reload, Questions twist up like a ruff-cut speed flow, Man didn't fold — I bend that tree, bro, Now I drop gems like a cracked torpedo, Life ain’t fair but the mind’s the cheat code, Clock that plot then switch the keycode, If that truth don’t fit, rewrite the ethos, I’m the architect of my inner cathedral, Energy jumps like the bass bin breathing, Late-night thoughts got the whole block dreaming, Answers lie? Then I shift the meaning, I break moulds while the street keeps screaming. If you don’t like the answers, change the questions, Rewrite fate with bold corrections, Flip that maze with new directions, Build your throne through raw intention, If you don’t like the answers, change the questions, Break through walls with mad deflection, Life goes cold? Spark ignition — Change your truth with pure decision. They told me “play roles you’re given”, But nah — man changes the whole algorithm, Life ain’t luck, it’s code we’re written, I edit the matrix the moment it glitches, Questions shape the world we live in — So I bend the narrative, flip the rhythm, If the answer’s weak or the path ain't hittin’, I change the question and life rewritten. Change the questions — change the lessons — change the blessings — change the section — If life don’t speak with the truth you’re reppin’, Rewrite fate with the bars you’re textin, bruv’.