Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dollar and a Dream, artist - Blitz The Ambassador. Album song Afropolitan Dreams, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 24.04.2014
Record label: Jakarta
Song language: English
Dollar and a Dream |
The year is '95 and I’m sittin' in the vibe |
Still reclinin', listenin' to Biggs ready to dying |
I was only thirteen, my mind and my dream |
Memorizing every verse with the best of my teen |
We gon' rock it, match it, the jackets with the round leather |
Yo, who would hate thought it was 90 degree weather? |
And I cried Segregada, one more time for the honor |
Got on stage, hopped in the truck shaw |
The only way I stayed was the reason for the freedom that I crave |
Momma bangin' on my door, askin' Jesus, can you save him? |
She could have sworn I lost my mind |
All alone in my room, spittin' rhyme after rhyme |
Of the vine, of the only achieve what is to come |
The joy is so amazing, like the greater of the sun |
Look at me now, never end those games for the glory |
Just a case I’m Africa, here to tell my story |
All I had was a dollar and a dream, all I ever had was a dollar and a dream |
The year is 2000 and 5, New York city, open mikes' where I earn my stripes |
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with a stack of CDs in my night stack |
Boosted the? |
parallel had to handle |
Changed streets, I met my man James John |
Told me we can get these lames on, hustle hard |
Late nights on the H, playing the smell that would leave you nauseous |
Hang a pistol everywhere, to hell with being cautious |