[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