No Dreams Allowed

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Timmy Little

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I'm so glad I found my joy in a pen and pad
I'm so glad I found my joy, I'll never let it go
I'm so glad I found my joy in a pen and pad
And this beat in my heart will free my soul, on and on
I don't want to leave behind what could be
You can't tell me there's no dreams allowed
I realized I wasn't what I should be
Is what others dream about now

I'm so glad I found my joy in a pen and pad
I'm so glad I found my joy, I'll never let it go
I'm so glad I found my joy in a pen and pad
And this beat in my heart will free my soul, on and on
I don't want to leave behind what could be
You can't tell me there's no dreams allowed
I realized I wasn't what I should be
Is what others dream about now

Desperately, I search for a higher me
The same guy but a more inspired me
Fame lies, there's more your eyes can't see
Call me canopy because I'm always high on trees
Weed as green as a can of peas
No stems, or seeds, just pure terpenes
From our earth breeds a medicinal tree
And it burns sin free, the more we learn it seems
But I'm off track
Let's go back
To the days of buying coke
But all the dealer had was crack
To the days of buying dope
And the fear of driving back
Cause you know this schedule I
Makes felons out of addicts
So banged up on these pills
They're supposed to help but we killed
Comatose on more refills
Or you overdose from the needle
Word, that's one-hundred

I'm so glad I found my joy in a pen and pad
I'm so glad I found my joy, I'll never let it go
I'm so glad I found my joy in a pen and pad
And this beat in my heart will free my soul, on and on
I don't want to leave behind what could be
You can't tell me there's no dreams allowed
I realized I wasn't what I should be
Is what others dream about now

Consequently, when music hits it's deadly
So indirectly, a murder weapon's what my pen be
To end beef, a verbal lesson's what it can be
Offend me, here's some words of wisdom, don't offend me
I send sheep to get sheared, ten deep to sweat fear
I'm A-team like Ed Sheeran, I may scream when Ed's here
What they achieved in ten years, I pissed away like ten beers
Avoiding stares from damn mirrors, as if I cannot feel it leering
No confidence, so how can this, dream ever work, get lost in it
As long as my life exists, I'll find the hits'
Trapped in my mind like Alzheimer's is
I'm the shit, ripping into beats heinously
Until these kids shooting Timmy Little intravenously
Do pull-ups on my bars so I get big call me creatine
This is what it's like when Timmy Little lives his dreams
That's a freeing thing

I'm so glad I found my joy in a pen and pad
I'm so glad I found my joy, I'll never let it go
I'm so glad I found my joy in a pen and pad
And this beat in my heart will free my soul, on and on
I don't want to leave behind what could be
You can't tell me there's no dreams allowed
I realized I wasn't what I should be
Is what others dream about now

Passionately, my minds rhapsody
Happens to be filled to capacity
This tragedy to a beat, don't have to be
Havoc all we MC's kill is vocabulary
Bury every letter in the cemetery
Alphabet is dead and buried
Final sins are wrath and envy
Head dismembered mail it to me
Time begins but has no ending
Virus lives unsanitary
Why is this whole plan uncanny
Dying is the end or can we
Find another way to sanity
Time's another day, keep adding
More to my dismay and padding
Truth to stop the hurt as if you'll pad the landing
Learning nothing and the truth is that's the saddest
We're just bad at adding and the truth is mathematic
Aghast, I lost it, I thought I had it but like magic
So fast it turned to ashes
Leaving only remnants it's tragic
True mark of a savage
Can't be saved from resentments
Against the blade, here comes vengeance
So I pressed it in horrendously
I guess I'd win stupendously
Dependent on anti-depressants
Just like it's the air I breathe
Contingent on self-medication
Okay, not the best plan B
Good riddance to twelve months of rain
Then another twelve of the same
Animalistic rage humans portray
Every single day when we allow
Self-decay to remain in play
And then claim it's place
As we become displaced
Death doesn't come, we're chased
What the f*ck

I'm so glad I found my joy in a pen and pad
I'm so glad I found my joy, I'll never let it go
I'm so glad I found my joy in a pen and pad
And this beat in my heart will free my soul, on and on
I don't want to leave behind what could be
You can't tell me there's no dreams allowed
I realized I wasn't what I should be
Is what others dream about now

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