| I don’t beg nobody pardon to be confident
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| I’m just saying my shit didn’t exist until I did it
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| I’m the one that’s suffered for the politics that I done spit
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| I ain’t quit, I hit every continent and bodied it
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| School of hard knocks equipped and I ain’t get a scholarship
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| Bet I had it poppin' since hip hop was on that power fist
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| Then when y’all got counterfeit, I switched and did the opposite
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| Now I’m on some outsider shit, ain’t that about a bitch
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| I ain’t never lied about what my skin is, it’s obvious
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| I’m just so obsessed with bringin power to the powerless
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| I insist; |
| I would never operate on cowardice
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| Rather chop my wrist than be afraid to take this kind of risk
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| Every single line I ever spit, I put it on my kids
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| On my blood, on my tears
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| All that pain, all them fears
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| All them shows, all them years
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| I was chose for this here
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| Maybe I’m a dreamer that’s exactly what my problem is
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| But when I do dream, believe I see it all too clear
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| You can keep your money, I just wanted y’all to hear
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| And remember… ugh…
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| Thank heaven for blessin me with a heavy flow
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| Twelve years old, I was already hella professional
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| Let it go, follow the regular road, hell no
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| Listen close to my own/ heart like a stethoscope
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| Wrote myself an episode/ set it and lettin 'em fold
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| Turned over every stone/ better than ever before
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| And every sentence I wrote/ shot it direct for your throat
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| Made every effort to blow/ you best be ready to go
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| never get the doe/ should’ve known
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| Didn’t piss and moan/ bit my lip, when out and built my own
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| Hit the road and did the globe/ so many times I’ve lost count
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| Time that I done been at home/ and didn’t recognize my house
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| Doctor said I shouldn’t perform/ I just tuned 'em all out
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| Temperature 104/ rhyme 'til I fall out
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| I destroyed my vocal chords/ I’mma stand tall and shout
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| Never let it go/ until they know what I’m bout
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| I give it all and ain’t never runnin out
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| If you listen close I’ll teach you what this love’s about
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| Just remember…
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| Y’all know I… Got that mic
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| On a mic/ all my life/ drop it like
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| Glowing out my eyes at night
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| Come on now what’s right is right
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| Always say it’s darkest right before the dawn
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| Come on write/ Till I reach my highest height
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| I’ll not go out without a fight
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| Bear witness I gets it in/ tear them bitches limb from limb
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| Carry this through thick and thin and just jump in and sink or swim
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| Ain’t nobody realer than/ realest always recognize
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| Best believe the slouchers that doubt me just keep me energized
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| They hold me in cages but my soul is only strengthened
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| My whole vocation, I rose to those occasions
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| Growing short of patience/ my ultimate motivation
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| And no I don’t expect no open invitation
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| But you gon' have to go bed just knowing that you’re hating
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| You’re ignoring greatness; |
| that’s no exaggeration
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| Allow me to stretch your imagination
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| Any way you look at it this shit is amazing
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| Remember.who we are. |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dreaming In Color, artist - Brother Ali. Album song Mourning In America And Dreaming In Color, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп