Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Dreamer, artist - Common. Date of issue: 15.12.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
The Dreamer |
| Ferrari Testas, Armani dressers |
| Exquisite thick bitches that body bless us |
| Rest assured, we getting festive in Miami now |
| Told my nigga Ye, I’m about to win the Grammys now |
| Getting Johnny Cash old white folks know me now |
| Standing close to the mic like I’m Kobe now |
| We celebrate with shots of the hate because we got love |
| It’s the pop life, a lot of faces pop up |
| Known to tear the club and the block up |
| Going through the airport with more lye than an opera |
| Knew crooks who move books like Harry Potter |
| Get cleaners to get it cleaner |
| A legend like John, Lennon, I’m a dreamer |
| Tried to fuck the world she only let me finger |
| Mind trips to Medina to visit the redeemer |
| A hero, I’ll drop out like Hiroshima |
| Off sangria with two broads at La Esquina |
| Still opening roads for Omoye and Amina |
| I’m a dreamer |
| It’s for the world, world, world, world, world |
| Dream on |
| We take, uh, we make, uh, paper |
| And build skyscrapers |
| Walking on water, building my faith up |
| Niggas with no heart, I’m the pacemaker |
| Get the beat from No I, feel the pulse of the Chi |
| Survival of the fit with hope in they eye |
| Taking notes from the sky to fly above understanding |
| They notes from the most high, so I gotta land them |
| Career ain’t random, make anthems, streets chant them |
| Rock roles like a phantom |
| Mad hoes like they throwing tantrums |
| I tell them I need space like Richard Branson |
| Dancing, with wolves and stars getting full at bars |
| And then pass out like a pamphlet |
| Never taking Grants for granted |
| It’s Common, I’m high above standard |
| Fly nigga, keep my feet planted |
| To rock the planet, I don’t stop for panic |
| Maybe I’m a hopeless Hip-Hop romantic |
| I’m a dreamer |
| It’s for the world, world, world, world, world |
| Dream on |
| He introduced me, I stepped to the podium |
| Said peace, gave thanks to the holy one |
| Put my water up, thought about my daughter for a second |
| The youth, the living resurrection |
| Reflections of the sun glaring through the window |
| Now the audience staring at my mental |
| Feeling like the world, the world is at my fingers |
| 'Bout to speak to an auditorium full of dreamers |
| Kinda took me back to when I first had a dream |
| To be like the king that sang Billie Jean |
| Now it’s gold records, and I’m on silver screens |
| At the mountaintop, you still gotta dream |
| To the dreamers |
| If I dream you’re here |
| And you dream I’m there |
| We’ll be nowhere near |
| You should just come here |
| If I wake you up |
| Only difference is |
| You can live the dream |
| Just believe in it |
| Once you find your shoulders dropping |
| And your speech gets slow and hazy |
| You better change your way of being |
| Before you found your brain got lazy |
| You can build a better future when you join the winning team |
| If you desire a bright tomorrow, you must build a brighter dream |
| Dare to let your dreams reach beyond you |
| Know that history holds more than it seems |
| We are here alive today because our ancestors dared to dream |
| From Africa they lay in the bilge of slave ships |
| And stood half naked on auction blocks |
| From eastern-Europe they crowded in vessels overloaded with immigrants |
| And were mis-named on Ellis island |
| From South America and Mexico, from Asia, they labored in sweat shops |
| From all over the world, they came to America |
| Many shivering in rags, and still they dared to dream |
| Let us dream for today and for tomorrow |
| Let us dare to dream |