[Narrator 1]
Well you can see if people wanted things to last. To make their
Name, or whether they just wanted to be popular at the time. Do
They just want to be loved
[Narrator 2]
Cause the world will give us values that are shifting sides, fear for the
Future?
Not even you know. Your listening to the right voice
[Verse 1: IshaQ]
Dark streets on the journey to enlightenment, ironic, annihilate with
Dialect on violins
Violence on vinyls to rivals is my vitamins weaponized music inspiring
For the likes of them
Narcissistic this is sadistic
Slipped in the system snapped it and kicked
It into submission-instilled my vision
Whisked in some wisdom there ends my mission
Sincerely a misfit degenerative instict in this to k** sh** flip the k**
Switch b**h
Blow Brains all over the wall if your after a piece of mind
Piecing lines at peace with rhymes Im after a piece of time
Recall on conversation with the topic of occupations was
Concurrently cut controversially eluded
Music was considered a pre configuring tool which the heathens take
Even Stevens sons daughters and nieces break to pieces and infuse
With evils replacing teachers and preachers for misdemeanors and
Lead to miss driven dreamers so they skeptical my dream works I'm
Special tho it's a spectacle that all who changed the world began
With nothing but a dream first
[Chorus: IshaQ & Chronicle]
It's funny how They think success means fame
Sometimes there's something success can't change
What you have to
Sacrifice for flashing lights the pain gained for your pen game
Trying to sign time so they remember my my name
This is for all the hate that we took
So I keep my eye on the bigger picture so look
[Verse 2: Chronicle]:
Signitures
They heard a myth about Africas future mastermind, then threw me
The mic and and I had em' panicin bout they ryhmes
Oh my Gosh (x2)
He's about to let loose the flow
Then go on a tangent as he's dropping all of thes patterns
Thats something tht uou can't fathom. And neither could I..
I was fascinated with ryhmes
So I persisted. To master this art of rythms,That infiltrated the
System,like malcomx resistance. Became the pop of culture wit no
Apparent a**istance. Had a tradition for competition of who was the
Realest
(Uh) now im unstoppable
Desintegrate my obstacles
And re-define the rap culture thay im proud to be a product of
Rumble just to make it I hustle like its the ramadhan
They pray I become a lawyer so I can just kakana
Like twarha(x2)
You k**in' all these rappers
No euphemism dawg im just real with all you rappers
I intend to grab the history books and write my own chapter
And sign off as chronicle the lyrical archetype
That lived to inspire the dreamer that lay awake at night!
(Chorus)
[IshaQ]:
Biggy and PAC died met in heaven and then made up
God said their weren't done his plans were even greater
So he rewrote their story as chronicle and me
Subsequently I live to preach peace then leave
That's my prophecy and all that's left of me is legacy
It's meant to be remember me with sentimentality my
Tendency to mercilessly end all my enemies
Working on (what?)
Signing myself into history
(Hook)
[Narrator 2]
See there so many voices you will hear
There so many voices that will tell you the best way to excellent
Is to be academically excellent
And listen
It's not untrue but it's not the full truth
“The best way to be the greatest man is to be wealthy” not untrue
But its not completely true
Nothing tells you of values. Deep spiritual values
Values of integrity
Of honesty
Of empathy
Of caring and charity
Values of self sacrifice
Values of giving to the people around you
Values of looking at money or wealth
Only as a means not as an end in its self
Values of knowing that an eduction, enables you to do, enables you
To do (?) other things around you
But does not completely make you
You need to listen to another voice