Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fiesta of Dreams, artist - SkyBlew. Album song The Royal Blew Reverie, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 08.12.2015
Record label: WeGrowWax
Song language: English
Fiesta of Dreams |
| We don’t care about no rain |
| Novocaine in the brain, I refuse your pain |
| Some lo mein on my plate ‘cause the hunger remains |
| Commercials made me wanna shout, starting to gain |
| Clarity, be disparity between me and them |
| They’re a parity and I’m Invader Zim |
| Tired of coming up short, I am oh |
| Put ‘em on game before the judge and demo |
| Seein' those dreams, I redeem my sound |
| Declare you renowned, boy, have you seen my town? |
| Where I grew up with screw ups, both to the dark side |
| Can’t keep running away, we live the far side |
| They don’t hear me though, I’m wasting my time |
| Supplying divine, no telling what they do for the vine |
| Bulbasaur, got ‘em whipped with this cream I rhyme |
| Voice of the projects, willow running divine |
| Everybody feeling the vibe |
| Scottie mill it man, I prove it if you willing to ride |
| Dreamers, put ‘em high, it’s a party tonight |
| It don’t stop 'til I say it’s over, alright |
| So people, dream it up, what? |
| Dream it up, dream it up, dream it up, what? |
| Dream it up, dream it up, dream it up, what? |
| Dream it up, dream it up, dream it up, what? |
| Uh |
| Neon lights all in my sight |
| Speaking mentally you wishing you was part of the flight |
| I breathe life in the heart of the night |
| with the sound, physically I’m a part of the mic, aight? |
| And we gon' make it baby, newborn |
| The world strip you naked baby |
| Forsake you maybe, well I thought about it |
| Like I highly doubt it |
| Can’t be without it, talkin' ‘bout dreams |
| D-e-s-t-i-n-y, I ain’t talkin' ‘bout Queens |
| It seems like they tryna divide |
| Love from the equation, multiplying the lies |
| But I, kick knowledge like professor sensei |
| Blocking nightmares with one finger, Dikembe Mutombo, my uncle |
| Used to call me shrimp, now I’m cooking up gumbo |
| Mama loves mambo |
| Everybody feeling the vibe |
| Scottie mill it man, I prove it if you willing to ride |
| Dreamers, put ‘em high, it’s a party tonight |
| It don’t stop 'til I say it’s over, alright |
| So people, dream it up, what? |
| Dream it up, dream it up, dream it up, what? |
| Dream it up, dream it up, dream it up, what? |
| Dream it up, dream it up, dream it up, what? |
| Uh |
| Only time I slumber is |
| Never that, Mario, put ‘em where the plumbers is |
| Pipe down, you ain’t want none of this |
| Excuse me as I kiss the sky with American pie |
| On replay, tryna get a slice of life or two |
| Not biting off more than I can chew, ooh |
| Keep my ears clean to the stuff you make |
| I wax the tracks, wait, let me fluctuate |
| Then I duct tape the hate, we gotta stick together |
| Swear it’s gettin' solid in the hill, where’s Heather? |
| We can live it up, love |
| Even though sleep we don’t get enough of |
| But no rest for the weary, I ain’t outta my mind |
| That grind’s callin' my name, clocking overtime |
| Waiting for the payoff, never take a day off |
| This song is the answer, go ahead and sway y’all |
| Everybody feeling the vibe |
| Scottie mill it man, I prove it if you willing to ride |
| Dreamers, put ‘em high, it’s a party tonight |
| It don’t stop 'til I say it’s over, alright |
| So people, dream it up, what? |
| Dream it up, dream it up, dream it up, what? |
| Dream it up, dream it up, dream it up, what? |
| Dream it up, dream it up, dream it up, what? |