Lyrics:
that somehow didn't last
In that happy city of the past
Does she still recall the dream
That rapture so supreme
When first she heard the haunting
Gr-Zillz)
I always knew I was gon' make it
Yeah, listen, man
But you never know what you gon' go through
Yeah, my nigga, we got this shit
I'm glad to be here!
of
Still I send my baby to Chicago with love
Big city don't hurt him don't change him I pray
Keep him the same sweet boy as when he went away
He'll never
hands
Just did a stick-up, just got picked up
One dead punk, killed by the man
New York New York big city of dreams
And everything in New York
shout to Ian and little Zoe
One can wonder why but can't deny
If we could work it out it would be so fly
We'll never know unless we try
So tell me party
Hey, this is for my child
This is for the gang, never switched sides
This is for my enemies that didn't want the smoke
This is for the labels
dope boys (Dope boys)
Baptized by the dope boys, ordained by the assholes
My salvation is the cash flow
Whoa, oh
I'm walking on air
I'm talking big
and never worry about a thing
We'd know the joy and riches a simple life can bring
On a river of dreams, on a river of dreams
So get your things
I was living in a world of make believe
When my best friend wrote and told me
That there may be a job in the city
And you never told me
He
Gaithersburg, right in Old Town, the shit was insane
I'll never forget it, and that's where I met my boy Lenny, Big Lenbo, wassup!
That's right man, we just
dope boys (Dope boys)
Baptized by the dope boys, ordained by the assholes
My salvation is the cash flow
Whoa, oh
I'm walking on air
I'm talking big
you might see straight to her soul
Don't say yes to that good, cause you'll never know
'Cause we lost in the city where sin is no biggy
I'm here with
mind?
Can you read my mind?
The teenage queen, the loaded gun
The drop dead dream, the Chosen One
A southern drawl, a world unseen
A city wall
couldn't believe it
Ban a kid from the country, I never fall, never timber
But you fucked up as a parent, your child idol's a nigger
I clearly don't give
em scream and shout, bitches
One by one I knock you out, bitches
One by one I knock you out, bitches
One by one I knock you out, bitches
You’re dippin
wouldn't have never hit the airport to follow your dreams
Sometimes I still talk to her, but when I talk to her
It always seems like she talking 'bout me
The dust on his tongue is dry
The fatted calf is down to skin and bones
We carry on
Alone in the city and she's only seventeen
The boy left her black
Succumb to the beat surrender
All the things that I shout about (but never act upon)
All the courage and the dreams that I have (but seem to wait so long)
and glimmering
Rising bright drenched with light
See it smile beckoning and shimmering
All agleam like a dream
Sudden rising by the sea coney isle
Miracle
wouldn't work,no way
I'm a big money haver but not the last laugher
For me infamy makes me no autographer
Custody haunts my dreams,nightmares of capture
gon' be litty
Vintage pieces by the time she hit the city, yeah-ah
Vintage frames, I see nobody fuckin' wit' him
Pretty thug, out the third ward, hit
a dreamer
And life is but a dream
And I would never leave her
But I bet she can't wait to get rid of me
And I be all night, no sleep, real talk go hard until
with the spirit of God theres no limit
So I dream i Dream
I wanna be used by Christ in some way
Maybe it's to change a life someday
I Dream
Dream Big
You can breathe in the music the city makes
Move by the rhythm the Gypsies play
Deep inside it comes alive.
There is a whisper that feeds your
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