Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dreamz, artist - Germz
Date of issue: 09.11.2007
Song language: English
Dreamz |
Yo would you believe in a ghost who’s breathing in smoke? |
Weaving divine with the reason with the heathenous soul |
No, you would never believe it even if it was so |
I can’t breathe when I rap, wheezing must go |
Spitting backwards with the rap slow |
I’ll ruin Christmas bitch, I’m Ebenezer you know |
You little cocaine freak baby your nose |
It’s too easy, it shouldn’t be a breeze |
When I blow I’m sleazy |
Low down shitty and greasy |
So you can read a book but all these idiots need me |
Imagine trying to see this f**king shit on your TV |
Or the CD showing you Chlamydia VD |
This is hip hop, it never pivot or leave me |
That’s why the politicians can’t get rid of graffiti |
And why I walk around in parts of city that’s seedy |
Stealing from the rich just to give to the needy |
This is my dream, this is who I am, what I mean, man |
And this is where I been, what I’ve seen |
City lights, dime store hookers, crooks and the crack fiends |
You ain’t listening, you ain’t hear what rap means |
This is my dream, this is who I am, what I mean, man |
And this is where I been, what I’ve seen |
City lights, dime store hookers, crooks and the crack fiends |
You ain’t listening, you ain’t hear what rap means |
I was not writing rhymes like I’m Kool Moe Dee |
If you could see the future I wouldn’t believe what you told me |
When I was sixteen I was pissing to OE |
We grew up f**ked up and dawgs turned to dope fiends |
And it sucks when you don’t even know what hope means |
closely |
And you thought that your future would just be so free |
It’s what they told me, it wasn’t the truth but so be it |
Homie, mama why the f**k did you bring me in this world? |
How can I have babies and give a break to my girl |
When I’m out of here speaking with the medicine look |
When everything I am and all I ever been is a crook |
My medicine’s took, look doc, that ain’t gonna fix me |
Look cop, you ain’t gonna frisk me, get me? |
Piss me off like I ain’t even a threat |
They know what I’m about but they don’t even believe in it yet |
So maybe this is just the end of a closed-ass chapter |
And I ain’t gonna be nothing but an old-ass rapper |
Who never made it, a has-been who never was |
And fiend to take an aspirin so I can get a buzz |
Cause it really ain’t the talent that is making you blow |
That’s the reason why I’m violent and I’m breaking your skull |
But no money ain’t the reason that I made up the flow |
I just came to change the game and shake up the show |
rake in the dough |
This is the truth and it couldn’t be nakeder yo |
My, I would love to have my skills wasted I know |
I came too far, no matter where you go Slaine you are |
A man who just followed his dream |
Really achieved something that is impossible |
Some really believed that the negativity was ever killing me, please |
I’m laying back with a Heini and a Philly to breathe |