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insane,
Put another coin in the slot and the boy will play some tunes
and if your feeling down, I'll cheer you up, 
By playing you some blues

So I'll drive

I should go for a drive
But when that sunset hits
My mind it drifts
My dreams your touch
My thoughts your kiss
I think I’m high
It can’t be it
I see

a dead-end dream
Not even a curtain rising on a brand new stage
Gonna change much of anything
She can’t explain
Cold Hand Jane
Cold Hand Jane
Sits at the table

to a wall with no seat belt
You dream at night but I see hell
Drown in my own fears and I can't breathe well
Keep my strap on deck on the left side
One by one

Humbled by God's Glory
Tempted by the devils gifts
Conscious on a balanced scale
Wonder will my talent fail
Questions that I ask myself
As my hunger

here
Tilt my cup for my niggas dead and gone
I got drive like Michelin
Tryna ball like Michigan
Die once you can't live again
Told my bitch start

miss me by your side
Bitch I'd rather drink and drive
Till I'm fuckin' paralyzed
Wish these thoughts of suicide
Would just leave my fuckin mind
Who

through heart,

dem dead!

u skip di war class

drive by slow,

kill dem fast,

How it go!



Verse 3 

Nuh tell mi you a killa,

Man a real blood spilla,

and sky like coal go on forever
We fight to keep our eyes open wide blinded by the headlights from behind
c chevy truck in red
This driver wants me dead

come by get high
Like the vibe you mind
New positions Imma try
Like weed from supply
We grind that's full-time
From the east to westside
No drive we just

Baby I'm bringing bag of rain
I'm tryna get some money wish you're me, you'll understand
They wanna drive me crazy, i work so hard, I wanna win
I'm

excited, the worlds best surprise
And soon to be captured by your eyes
And no capturing, leave your cameras behind
The only thing you need is
Your body

Theoretically speaking I'm living life in a dream
Cause every time I fall asleep I feel as fly as a bee
And every other night I can't I see I'm

a right on Slauson, nail in the tire
Head up by the market, Chevy that I drive
Don't need no key to start it, push it and it ride
Living in the future,

making it sizzle 
Make the crowd 
Bounce like a dribble 
Dream daily got rid of the pillow 
Got guts like cigarillo 
Tough back no armadillo 
Late nights

Road to the Riches

Kool G Rap & DJ Polo

Street Stories: The Best of G Rap & Polo

2013

the dream
All the girlies screamed and suckers get creamed
Dreamed about it for five years straight
Finally I got a break to cut my first plate
The road

to pass,

And the years go by in a flash,

Now you at a dead end job trynna make ends meet,

Niggas living yo dreams causing you envy,

And by the end of ya

Road to the Riches

Kool & the Gang

Everything's Kool & the Gang: Greatest Hits & More

1988

the dream
All the girlies screamed and suckers get creamed
Dreamed about it for five years straight
Finally I got a break to cut my first plate
The road

All Night Long

MGK

General Admission

2015

everybody hating
Success to me is inspiration
'Cause how we supposed to know that what we dream is possible
If don't nobody that looks like us makes it?

the lynched
Smokin on that shit that equate scent of dead body stench 
Im Bout to body shit Fuck friends I want ends
And mo'fans fuck clothe trends pop no xanz

the ocean no boat 
Stood on the stage with no hope 
Still had to pay for my shows 
Even though I was dead broke
This ambition wouldn’t let me quit
My drive is

of attraction
And how you can have anything you imagine
If you put your mind to
It maybe we can further
Their dreams take 'em where they
Want nurture their needs

of my 'O'
The girl of my dream
She couldn't kill herself
'Cause she knew she wasn't real
But reality is dictated by a little piece of steel
'Cause a dick

Hip to the hand, held my skills like my beliefs
Rather work then drive a shovel in an ever present grief
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