Lyrics:
away from the fire squad
Turnin' the hands by the hour blocks
Time's not on no team
Blind ones see through dreams
These wars ain't got nothin' to do with
selling cocaine
Trapped in the game, not knowing how to stop and get by
To live it alive, so instead they live it to die
Can we please have a moment
near me
Stay pushing on with my hopes And dreams
Know theyll never let me down
Just want to succeed
BLESSED
By the almighty
For sure!
Keep my head held
is I'm living 25 hours a day
It's amazing to me, what a fool will believe to bet by
With a change of your mind, I can live, I can fly
The harder
down your street
They tell you to believe in
What was written long ago
We should live by holy books
And kill who doesn't so
Hey mister, mister preacher
or pour it
For the streets, give me a beat i'm a roll it
Show it wit them, leavin' magic
But I knew I had it in savage
It got crucial I ain't panic,
life is but a dream (Oh yeah)
Row, row, row your boat fiercely up the stream (ch huh)
Cleverly, cleverly, cleverly find and live your dream
Row, row, row
Merrily, merrily, merrily life is but a dream (Oh yeah)
Row, row, row your boat fiercely up the stream (Ah huh)
Cleverly, cleverly, cleverly find and live
mind we can run but we can't hide cause the streets we walk are never safe
Still all my shattered hopes and dreams remain scattered
Broken into
Dark lonely streets
Carved in the hills
Headlights drift by
Air cold and still
Flame in the hearth
Heat in your hands
Haunted outside
Light where you
scattered on the sidewalk
Your obligation is to serve as a marionette
And by society you're treated like a homeless pet
You want to live the life of crime
I must've dreamed a thousand dreams
Been haunted by a million screams
But I can hear their marching feet
Moving into the street
Now, did you
a cruel, cruel world, the one that
we live in Turn every kid into a downright heathen
We got gangsters and cash bodies in the street The bags pile up
Chances thrown
Nothing's free
Longing for, used to be
Still it's hard, hard to see
Fragile lives
Shattered dreams
Man, I can't believe where this
One time, reporting live
Compton, California
Have you ever felt like, like you never get life?
Like you never get right? Sort of like a black
Walking through the streets with my backpack on
Got to move sly with them black gloves on
Nigga see me want to take my soul
Flip that around I'm
the dreams
That's why New York City is the city for me
You go down the street with coffee in hand
While the sun shines bright
And a family of rats crosses
Let me start by painting a little picture
City street late night here in the winter
The rains coming down hard upon the concrete an
Every day
And their blood is acid so I can go permanently
People think they know it but it's hard to chose
Between reality or a dream of formality
But what if you don't
Whether it's wax in your bong or your eardrum
I'm here now, I'm guessing you live in fear now
So be it, when they speak about the real Soul be it, no
I catch every eye as I glide on by
Golden nights and noir dreams
Life's a dance or so it seems
In a world of luxe where the high life gleams
I'm
the streets, lit up by all of the city lights
I just have some dreams and I hope that they will do me right
Back, back, back
So many dreams in my head, head,
it comes to the flows
I'm the coldest in the city
Tryna live in a dream, then
You better come with me
I ain't coming back I'm
Like a train going one
Daily, you tell the small lies
Saying everything's alright
Wishing you could dream all night
Putting up a trivial fight
Trying to live in the moment,
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