[Verse 1: IshaQ]
Staying humble is the strategy
But rumble young man rumble till they pa** defeat
The game a jungle don't get mad you see
You are nothing but a hunter and
Blunderers are all fast sleep
Nothing in this world is mine
But the one thing they can't possess is my mind
Pray 5 times a day
No matter who you are this all ends in one of two ways
You and Jay got the same amount of hours so make the most of it
Cause nothing in this world is ours
Don't be hungry for power
That gets you devoured
A pit full of snakes beneath all the flowers
Avoid the ladies with the weave
Cause there's nothing on her head Prince Charming and a steed
One exception to that decree
She all good only if she's after a degree
In myself il never doubt I know that I'm sound
I guess momma would be proud
[Verse 2: Chronicle]
That Africa was a mother
And started birthing these visionaries
Started to rhyme, gave the beat an obituary
Oh no, now I'm starting to lose it!
Sorry mama I fell in love the rhythms it's not what you had in mind
But it's time we faced the music
Lyrically inexplicably, willing to k**
All delusional rappers that be thinking they is the real!
I stepped in k** beats, leave n***a for real
I drop bars, go hard, tell me how do you feel
Coming live from the city where dreams seem elusive
But you
Can't stop the movement can't stop the music
Daydreams are lucid
Ignite the mic
I turn back a dike
I set fire to rhythms
I impact to life like
Gosh n***a. Gosh n***a uh
Had me stammering for words like
Oh n***a, oh n***a damn! (x2)