Road to Victory: Part II

Time to start the game, crack your brain, like wrath of caine/

Limelight, my mind's racing faced with these dreams we chasing/

Hindsight, Dimes and fame, expensive things/

The world's on pause just remember what time it was/

The time is now to chase after these lightning bugs/

Pray every Sunday, Go to work every Monday/

Everyday we line up for that one train/

We cherish the hope that maybe someday/

The record labels would end up signing us/

I opened up, to the darkness surrounding us/

From Harkless, to Mark Best, we denounced the cult/

of victory, and the synergy was down to none/

regardless, we flawless in our imperfection/

Hardest part was to part till the intersection/

And dart forth the familiar question/

Interjection: The heart is as the heart does/

From heart to art, and flames apart, the fire starts/

and roars at hearth, the final farce, has come to pass/

The greats have passed, our time at last, the hero is/

The world at risk, all on his wrist, the mic is gripped/

The tightest grip, the brightest gift, survival kit/

is at his feet, the crowd they reach, to sing and preach/

these hieroglyphs, he lights the spliff, and takes a whiff/

of cannabis, the populace, is chanting his/

name, like he's the champion, an average kid/

the fans are in a massive spin, the cops are in/

the rush then ends, his time is up, his life undone/

back to pedestrian, can't touch the hemp, to re-assess/

He's feeling stressed, he must transcend/

The lyrics that he said in jest, his head is vexed/

neck drenched in sweat, he represents the present tense/

the modern man was never dead, he's in my head/

the mastermind, with appetite, a man of style/

mild-mannered smile, that hides his guile/

he perhaps aspires to what man desires/

A life of peace and blazing fires