Lyrics:
make an album
Album, album, album, album
Feel like I lost myself
When I found temptation
Lord I read the bible
The Tuttie James edition
Reap what you
the maze
Then joy turned to pain like Frankie Beverly and Maze
Used to dream of being Unsigned Hype
'til I was crushed by Dave Mays, almost let my pen fall
day by day
Hopin that the Lord can, pave my way
Have I been forgotten, have I forsaken
Or maybe I'm just wrong with the moves that I've
career's a prophecy now
Better grab your jacket, 'cause in this world we live in it's cold out
And when my album hit the stores it's sold out
Like these
dot org
For education and culture, heads is waitin' for Mos to
Do the album with Kweli, we do it like we suppose to
Nobody come close to my crew, we
dodging the debacles like pot holes in Jamaica
We cut down the weed bury the paper on them acres
Martin had a dream bob got high I still do both but somehow
Like "You ain't Lil' Wayne, you a lame
Man I got to go"
But I did it, and I was on a mission
And little by little a couple
Of 'em would get it
Was
to Florida City, Opa-Locka
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice
get it right
Desperado like Tori Amos, shout out to dynamite
I got my red cup, and some green
What kind of green you smoking pimp? Blue dream
My
my dirty Jesse James
The CEO of dirty and he go by Cornell Haynes
Mean-mugging all you niggas like I hopped up out your dame
I'm like uh-oh, there
people with they dreams on stand-by
Am I someone who just missed his chance after it ran by?
Made a couple beats for those who actually can buy
Still
dreams
Smile
Get with the program
Step on my soul plane
Talking to Jesús
Gripping my rosary
Sipping on red wine tasted like rosé
Still trying fix you
high
Now play it back, back, back, back, back, back, back, back, back
Sunsets are very pretty and beaches by the city
Feel like I'm getting far, I'm
Dreams... And by the way that was off the new Maiden England video which we shall talk about in a
minute... you know, after a year you pushed it up to number
Big Pun
Rest in peace Left Eye and rest in peace Aaliyah
It was all a dream, the fancy limousines had me on a paper chase
Back befo' Snoop Dogg beat
and heartbreaks, they thought I wouldn’t make it
But how can I fail, my favourite album’s Graduation
I used to dream ‘bout dropping platinum albums
Now all we got is
But I gotta learn in order to teach
Then I gotta burn in order to reach
My niggaz
Yo, I see what I see day by day
Hoping that the Lord will pave
She even tell you nigga go cop it
You don't want it with me
I'll fuck your life up like a disease
I'm hauntin' your dreams
With a fully auto choppa
me shake with a quiver
Just to live this dream by the Code of the Road
Here to sing my albums in your auditorium
With no time to rest
I give you all
Just like the cans I'm bringing in
To my room to decorate the whole thing
I Wrote the title of the album
Ironically
Thinking I'd found my home
Too
Lonesome, by and by
We all get lonesome by and by
You came to me in a dream
You told me someday I'd let it go
The problem is in the territory
There ain't no
let the man shine
Stuntin' on Martin Luther feelin just like a king
Guess dis is what he meant when he said dat he had a dream
[Chorus]
Yeah!
of a Smooth Operator
Catch a vibe, so yall can tell em all about it later/
Living a dream
That's what the gods did/
Gold on my neck
Like a decedent/
Of Mansa
wants to see if I can do it again
You want to be like me, so damn bad
The impossible dream all you mc?s had
If you could rap like me, you wouldn?t have
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