Lyrics:
whoa, yeah
I had a dream on the plane that
I was sitting in the slabs
Seat back, face up
Chunkin deuce and givin dap
Talking to my patnas 'bout this
a king
I had this thought she was a queen, turned out the bitch really was selling dreams
She want me to trick off and buy her things, but real love lil'
swear that you love it
I just left from Newark
Got bands in my luggage
Play with you rappers, my nigga
This black mack take out my dick
Take a piss
Let's do this
Work
We were made for big things
Big dreams come alive thanks to the King
Go to work
Without works
Faith is useless
We are the mountain
went overboard now I'm overbooked
Ab-Soul, Luke Just, my life is like an open book
Read between the lines nigga
I did this shit legally blind nigga
Yeah,
My souls is feeling empty like the bottom of this bottle
Out here chasing dreams now it's time to hit the throttle
The black sheeps really a wolf who's
they weapons don’t let Imma prosper I got a AR it sing like a opera but I don’t do violence Im gone do this proper
Hook
Just tryna live out my dreams
Clayton Savage and Easy Mike
And goin' down in the books is the king of the night,
So if you're ever in a battle, I'm-a make you my slave
And I'm-a give you
and the stress gets to my Head but then i shutdown in Tranquility
And realise this is not reality this is my Dream where the world is clean and Not Corrupted
Then
on they necks 'til they can't breathe
Claim they five stars but sell you dreams
They say death multiplies by threes
Line them all up and let's just see
Fuck
and give it to Christ
This is me paying homage to what He's done in my life
Saying you can have my all. Lord you can have my all
My problems, all my
rock you Chaka baby 'cause my name is Melle Mel
Step, Step, Step, Step, Step off
Because you got to get lost because you know you're soft (ha, ha!)
rock you Chaka baby 'cause my name is Melle Mel
Step, Step, Step, Step, Step off
Because you got to get lost because you know you're soft (ha, ha!)
and Easy Mike
And goin' down in the books is the king of the night,
So if you're ever in a battle, I'm-a make you my slave
And I'm-a give you a shovel
on those who be hatin'
This is for my little bruhs, just some inspiration
Everybody back home, thirst is motivation
To go and get the money, get them
gore we esasperato trend hardcore
Bores sborro on humanity
You have the dono of immortality
Reality is for metal kings
Not for salsa soft swing
Dream
now)
Started with a dollar and a dream!
I was fathered by the bastards
Pardon my mannerisms
The Curtiss magnet that managed without the metal with him
serving no kind of use
Lingering on for the funky funky rhymes I produce
Chevy Woods is my name AKA AJ
Just shut your mouth, in this situation you ain't got
This is the Lotus
The Underground
Where all darkness meets
For the judgement of their afterlife
Six petals, One pod
And an Army full of Juggalos
we can get it all night long.
Say my name as I
Girl I know you love the wayTurn Up
Girl don't take this wrong but i see you been standing by the bar
I own a mansion, but live in a house
A king-size bed, but I sleep on the couch
I'm Mr. Brightside, glass is half full
But my tank is half empty,
from my dreams
It makes me want to scream
When it comes from my dreams
And attacks me
We're trying to find Glendower
He is a Welsh king
We don't know
back back
Shame to my enemies the king is back
I'm about to rock this red blue black
Am back on my grind
Back for the mic
I know i been lagging behind
spit it, you love it
I just left from Newark
Got bands in my luggage
Play with you rappers, my nigga
This black mack take out my dick
Take a piss
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