| Dreams are, the building blocks of my heart and my soul
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| The meeting unfolds, hoping that my story is told
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| Driftin, with eyes closed but seeing the deeper meaning
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| Of what I want in life, precisely when I’m dreaming
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| It’s so misleading, but yet I gotta follow through
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| Holdin true to myself in rhythm is what I wanna do
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| Searchin, through Bible verses, books in the Koran
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| Lookin for the meaning of life and the essence of all
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| Deeper than the waters at the bottom of the Earth
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| The sermon the preacher’s quotes Sunday morning at the Church
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| Breaking down the layers to the molecular level
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| Breaking atoms like Oppenheimer playin wit heavy metals
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| My dreams be the key to it all, I’m readin the stars
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| Rippin the pillow tight while I’m feelin the fall
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| Sensations takin me over, I’m sweatin until I’m sober
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| Eyes wide shut, I scream touchin my shoulder
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| Dreams… be the personal things
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| That reside in my mind at the core of my bein
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| Things are never what they seem so I’m telling Akin
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| Hold true son, better believe
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| I quoted some words Wordsworth hope to the Earth
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| A poet sparked the vision that I wrote for this verse
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| I’m dreamin, broad daylight I’m battling demons
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| Sun is shinin I’m bent for disguise I’m screamin
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| Wailin, like a nappy dread, it’s matter fact he said
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| I’m caught in a box, tryna pick locks. |
| I’m desperate
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| The son of circumstance I dance in a rave and
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| My thoughts are the world my pain is entertainment
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| Lucrative plots I scheme while this fugitive not
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| On Mt. Zion where Mumia broke bread wit a cop
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| This futuristic bliss fist gunnin this pen in the air
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| I dare lyricists that wish to take it there
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| I’m here, OK can rap style with the Lugar out
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| Squeeze and we shoot it out
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| Got niggas movin out
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| A bitch made approachin the mic with a switch blade
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| This day and age I rage against the skits made
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| I’m caught in this pocket of start
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| While the clones bark and broadcasted
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| And I fought to get my own spot
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| I’m the beauty in belly of beast
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| Made of hell seize heaven is the moment I wait to open eyes |