| Pull myself together, put on a new face
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| Climb down up the hilltop, baby — ooh, I get back in the race
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| Cause I’ve got dreams, yeah, dreams to remember
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| Yeah, yeah, I’ve got dreams, oh dreams to remember
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| Help me out
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| Yo, my destiny rules everything around me, dream, get the money
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| Dollar, dollar bill y’all
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| Everybody put their palms in the clouds, get your hands in the sky
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| So it’s not a problem to feel, y’all
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| Even if I was broke as fuck I would lend you my last so you can holla at me
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| still
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| PMC in the place to be on the M.I.C still spitting that real
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| Yo, you know the limericks are limitless, not limited in sentiment
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| But increments of infinite potental in the scenes
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| You could benefit from getting off of the internet
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| For just a minute, it’s a simple song
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| You could sing or Memorex, I meant mimic it
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| When it hits the spirit it pulls the heartstrings
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| Infamous and kindred, it’s intrinsic when it’s still in us
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| From the genesis when we remember to dream, just. |
| dream
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| (That means you)
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| I’ve got dreams to remember
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| I’ve got dreams, yeah dreams to remember
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| Help me out
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| Yo, my determination runs every aspect mentally, I’m no dummy
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| This scholar got skill, y’all
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| Can’t take what I visualise from it, you pull the wool over my eyes
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| I swallowed the red pill
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| Even if I was broke as fuck I would lend you my last so you could holla at me
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| still
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| Everybody put your palms to the clouds, get 'em up in the sky
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| So it’s not a problem to feel
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| Welcome to the Age of Aquarius in the stages of various schemes
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| Precariously I escape when I dream
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| Each scene should win an Academy, put it up on the screen
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| My strategy: Pharoahe’s the king of Queens
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| Who fiends for teens to view it as the new theme music
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| Use it to shape their futures when they daydream to it
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| Never elusive, never claim stupid
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| Lucid, boost your recruits when you sing to it and just. |
| dream
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| (That means you)
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| I’ve got dreams
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| You know I’m down right excellent, about my scrilla, get the money
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| Dollar, dollar bill, y’all
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| I got you strung out on the music so I’m sort of like a dealer to a junkie
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| Swallow that pill, y’all
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| Sometimes it rains in Southern Cali and Philadelphia ain’t always sunny
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| Just keeping it real, y’all
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| Talib Kweli in the place to be, yeah, you better believe
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| Come on, you know the deal, y’all
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| Five o’clock in the morning, just getting home from last night’s performance
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| When I’m dead tired from touring I hit the coffin
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| I’m like a vampire required to stay dormant
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| Out of the range, the sunlight with a doubt it’d remain
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| I used to smoke so much weed that it clouded my brain
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| I took a break, had to find life’s meaning again
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| Without the smoke in my lungs I started dreaming again
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| I dreamed of candy-coated cars and panties that go with bra’s
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| Hurricanes named Sandy, I’m floating on Noah’s ark, what?
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| Police’ll bleed blue cause he staying true to the uniform
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| Dennis Rodman in North Korea looking for unicorns (that's ridiculous)
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| The truth is I’m one of the best
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| And when you snooze that’s when you meet the cousin of death
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| So when I say I never visited the cousin, I don’t sleep
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| I stay awake to the ways of the world cause shit is deep (dream)
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| I’ve got dreams to remember
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| I’ve got dreams, yeah dreams to remember
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| Help me out |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song D.R.E.A.M. , by - Pharoahe Monch. Song from the album PTSD - Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп