CHRONICLE - CCLVI(256) lyrics

[Ini Kamoze] Out in the streets they call it merther [Verse 1: IshaQ] Look at all these acts, gone make me spaz Argh Yall are concerned about all these racks Running the city hind all your backs Can't hold me back (can't hold me back) Facts: Started from bottom with singles we the next out, with the drop we The best out See my my sound vivid, get down diggy down with it Sound legit, astounding these clowns with it Bound to win, I'm crowned as the towns lyric I'm outwitting these Dumbs dumbs I found slipping Matter fact man I'm out k**ing the whack careers of these loud Mimics Proud cynic of these repetitive played out rhythms Now Listen, the collective make our sound different.work on this Empire I ain't worried bout your hurt feelings But ma forgive me Chasing dreams up in that city I know it's silly To have that sinning sit in my Vicinity Visibly lividly when you picture me in this villainy, but it's meant to be Standard 9-5 wasn't meant for me [Hook: IshaQ & Chronicle] Wilding with my collective You know we acting reckless Step out in some fresh to d**h ish Showing you what the best is Ticking “run the city” off my checklist Run that 256 run that run that 256 (X4) [Verse 2: Chronicle] Step in the booth (Woah) The beast is loose The flow so spiritual (tell them) Oh lord just let me leash off Ah but we out tonight Came through live just to vibe tonight Gold watches, belt buckle Margiella homie got these women feeling comfortable They tell us to terrera but we feeling so untouchable like wooh Nduza somebody had to just boss up I feel the hate creeping you be taking shots shots shots But I'm like what the hell is you sipping on that don perion Yea you looking like a wavy mess But Jah bless you making money so go throw these hundreds, go Through these hundreds, ah, man I swear to God I told these n***as I Ball so hard that's ESPN run my city no DMC sh** Blood dripping on my white Adidas Been this way since I was a fetus Screamin while im vibin with ma n***as Squad up till the day I kick the bucket! I'm a king hoe! (hook) [Verse 3: IshaQ & chronicle] [Chronicle] Chronicle philosophical word to aristotle So close your pot hole and listen to the dynasty. Pac in his prime so I Let you peep the legacy [ishaQ] Young kings only royalty is next to me [Chronicle] Just me and my compadres. Lifestyle on MGK We da geatest, word to muhammad ali Peace and love from the city and thats word from mahtma Ghandi (IshaQ coughs) [ishaQ] Can I k** it now? [Chronicle] Get them Is [ishaQ]: As a youngin I was menacing Now a gentleman Flows intelligent Ill beats Ill beats my bars be medicine Power cuts in my city Got the light like I am Edison Sweet as cinnamon Come along way from those m and ms To 808s and eminem Decadent competitive Scenes of innocence To 15 on my letterman Big screen is where I'm heading next With my deep flows So here how it goes Running 256 with my WOES you know how it goes (hook)