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you for life, and I'm willing to die
This is all a part of my dreams
Maybe one day
Baby imma be a Popstar
Drive around in London in my brand new sports

won't go away I'll move on exist in another time frame
Do it how I do it I love getting lucid
Do it how I do it I love getting juiced up
This is the part

The benefits of being woke
But I've been sleeping loads
Yeah I love when I dream
Everything's so lucid
Close my eyes and solve my problem
Wake up & try

[Part I Odysseus' Theme / Overture]

[instrumental]



[Part II - Journey to Ithaca]

To the one that I love, my journey has begun
When our eyes meet

what I have lost, 
cnd understand I can't toss the dream, 
I can't lose this belief or miss what's been deemed hopeful.
Even in a time where

I'm really into music and the dreams I have are lucid
I be floating with no movement
Close my eyes when I be cruising
Take off, off and away 
When I

brody in my mind lucid
Yeah I'm repeating the same tune tryna say somme
Yeah I'm still keeping the same dudes they my day ones
Yeah I'm still making

Taxpayers are where  
The cash comes from. 
Yet he treats us like  
A bunch of bums!   

Joe’s 1 part demented.   
1 part corrupt! 
...2 parts skilled

was that yute in a pool over stupidest moments
Go yard half assed on the potent
Then I grew with the music
Dream move lucid
Keep the bass booming place

Inspired by true crimes
It's not a game, it's nothing to play with
Turn it off then come back the next day
It's here to stay struggle that is
I'm so

I hear the phone its calling
Cant call you back right now
I'm busy in the bando
Mashing mango
Breakin down

120 heat on a baking sheet
We cook it

fighting for my cause with another twenty-four
I been, hold on
Look
Okay, midnight strikes and the one gets right two it
By three'o clock the dream feel

strikes and the one gets right two it
By three'o clock the dream feel a little too lucid
You see, way befour rap, I would ponder translucence
And only take

putting my blood, sweat, and tears
Into my writing

Passion is music, rapping my fashion
Standard.

This my new shit
This my music
This my lucid dreams like

W.R.O.H

Ab-Soul

These Days...

2014

to assume
I should be against the law to run into
Cause we all know in LA I'm double you, all so true
Today is the day I split Day in two
What the fuck has

the day you a Youngin
The day you could Talk
You Talk bout your Dream
Like you Know what it Mean?
Sacrifice hours and pints of the lean
Living so dirty
Got

made it back home.

Verse 2

Creeping in between
all the dry cracks of a maniacs
ever lucid dream,
torn at the seams.
Looking for a sign when

wondered if she had lived
The things they might have done
But really most of all right now
He thought about his son

Back To A Reason (Part II)

Time

a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for

burst pipes
And you look like the, I like it rough type 

Best of me you, and me in two worlds
Rainbow lucid dreams, we stuck in a juice world
Tell me

And you look like the I like it rough type
Best of me you and me in two worlds
Rainbow lucid dreams we stuck in a juice world
Tell me what it do girl
Beauty

the steam, like a lucid dream,
Then he asked about the Music Scene,
I said, "I see it through such different eyes now,
Dropped my judgments, that had me tied

my hysteria was born
Twisted torn in the brain
Traumatized by two planes
When nine eleven came in oh one
Shaking the whole place
My first thought
It

Life is a dream world, I'm Juiced so it's lucid
Dread headed
They don't get it
Don't need your credit
Just increase my debit
Add a couple zeros
If you