| Dream, dream, dream, dream
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| Dream, dream, dream, dream
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| Hold up, bring that shit back
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| Dream, dream, dream, dream, dream, dream, dream
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| Dream, dream, dream, dream, dream, dream, dream
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| It go who’s that peeping through my psyche
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| Who is that telling me I can’t do it
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| You been talking falsetto, too high key
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| Now why would you think I can’t prove it?
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| The Devil don’t ever take a holiday
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| The dark won’t ever take my light away
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| My heart pump mango-cherry icy
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| I can hear the call from a mile away
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| If your corn pops never had a roach in it, you probl’y won’t get it
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| You probl’y want a big house, fast cars, a garage in the city
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| My momma dreamed I would get a job in the city
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| 9 to 5, paychecks on time from the city
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| MTA with the 30 day card from the city good
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| I ask my niggas when they get it what they finna have
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| They could only describe the middle class they don’t have
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| Dreams, yeah, yeah
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| Middle class dreams, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Bitch I got dreams and ain’t nobody stopping me
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| Once I know Its possible highway robbery
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| Dreams, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah
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| Yo bro, can I hold like 20…
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| Nooooooooo, Bitch
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| Bitch I got green all around me like Captain Planet
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| Ds all around, I guess the captain planned it
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| You only knew my name when the cash was handed
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| Now we side by side like the Transatlantic, whoo
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| Mama never saved up Yale money but she did save up bail money
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| That’s if she didn’t misplace the stash from the last shift
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| 'Cause puttin' cash in the bank just feel funny
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| I learned metaphor ‘fore I know what’s a credit score
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| I’m sure that’s a bar probl’y never been said before
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| Mail at my door offer me a new credit card
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| 'Cause if you ever poor they’ll make sure you forever poor
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| And I ain’t learn nothing from moms or my pops
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| Or Nas or the LOX, maybe Andre or ‘Pac maybe
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| But y’all niggas withholding secrets
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| Won’t tell me how to get it won’t tell me how to keep it, just
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| Dreams, yeah, yeah
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| I guess I’ll just dream, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Bitch I got dreams and ain’t nobody stopping me
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| Once I know It’s possible, highway robbery
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| Dreams yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Dreams, I guess I got dreams
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| Nah, Nah, Nah, Bring that shit back. |
| Fuck that
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| Dream, dream, dream, dream, dream, dream, dream
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| Dream, dream, dream, dream, dream, dream, dream
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| Dream, dream, dream, dream, dream, dream, dream
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| Dream, dream, dream, dream, dream, dream, dream
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| First unheard message
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| You better dream yourself outside and get a job
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| End of message |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Captain Planet, artist - Kemba. Album song Gilda, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп