Lyrics:
dream about sex
With you, got you a nigga from the projects
Hold up, young nigga switching them lanes
I'm on my way to the door
Shawty, let's charter
to a life of extremes
You're into the action, it's a part of your dream
Ah ah ah, ah ah ah (ooh)
And there're some things you never can tell
But when
A simple touch
A rested hand
A fallen face if he can
Remember her, light his eye
When she comes to his side
Boy was what you were called
Were you
let'em down
don't give up on your dreams
you can be a star
no matter where you are
do what you want
I promise you will be alright
주변 사람들은 열심히 사는데
I feel
to you by your boy, csteroidpine
[Verse 1]
Hey I'm outta hibernation
But it wasn't a vacation
I was in the lab makin' a new sound for the Rap Nation
stab your back with their golden knife
Up on high, the horses run
Down they fall, one by one
A cloud of dreams just out of reach
The mountain was too
back on, you ain't that strong
You knew it was wrong, but you asked for it baby
You's a pink nigga, ski mask for it baby
So I can hit you up on Front
Treated dogs like it's ken
Got his brand on his skin
Drankin' this of that henny
I went to find some women
A hoe can come with genny
But she don't
feeling very weak
Mesmerized by this hypnotic dream oh
And that dream is me
I’m your fantasy
Don’t let it slip away slip away
Boy, Yeah
If you want me to do
wake
I slip only when P-Nut gets me baked from that shake
Yeah you can't f*** with this
You're Walter Middy don't take it as a dis
But the fantasy has
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
Oh baby you caught me by surprise
I never thought I would find someone to make me feel like this
They say love is blind, I can't testify
'Cause when
us boys, he said not even us
I could praise your mom but I'm not a devil worshipper
Draw the blinds, get the Ouija board, and we can summon her
I see you there at the bar
Throwing back another shot
Feels like time's passed by a little
Truth is the years have changed a lot
Gonna bet you
homie smoking that dank
I used to dream about this now we run up the rack, now we run up the bank
I'm in the business of running it up
Can't count
ain't shit but long division
A vision of a suited black man peddling dream logic overlooks a park bench
Kids kaleidoscope into an arch and two by two
I'm currently hiding in my head
A pile of meatloaf filled with dread
I can't really see, my dreams have fogged up
There's no telling me why I am dead
and die there
Can't get anywhere
Always living by
Forefathers tradition
Feels like a golden prison
Feels like a golden prison
Where nothing's written
still a hope after hope is gone,
We can be the Father's hands, give love a chance
And show the world there is still a dream
We've got to let
play the bodega it was dance for the Dutch.
Keep it real, we're living in real time,
And I'm feeling the niggas' pain,
But they never can feel mine!
it
Plus I got a motor like a banshee
If that's ya man, girl you can forget it
I'm standin' by the bar, parrot-toed, bowlegged
I make him want
I only come out at night
'Cos it's gotta be dark to see the stars
Turn can'ts into can's dreams aint far
Tokyo Japan it aint that far
Only about
Like a dream
Like Elvis and the Beatles
A three minute song is all he wrote
He only did it for a joke
They played him on the radio
From Tokyo
the other peoples
Shadow dreams were equal
Then why can't the next
Shadow dreamer be you?
That's the philosophy I live my life by
When things get hard through
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