Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dreams, artist - Square One. Album song Walk of Life, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 28.07.2016
Record label: Showdown
Song language: English
Dreams |
In my dreams full screen themes and brainstorms |
Thoughts out of line, humming the same song |
In my dreams, fourteen wishing the pain’s gone |
Grand-daddy saying: You’ve gut to stay strong |
In my dreams, we’ve never left home, it’s all love |
Never left the kind of folks I call blood … |
What began as a youngster’s small grudge |
Made kids run on the streets and bust slugs |
In my dreams, missiles and bombshells |
The type of fucking dreams, my man Sadam sells |
My heaven, beyond hell |
In my dreams I listen to things my mom tells |
Walk in my dreams, talk in my dreams |
Find my outlines in chalk in my dreams |
Had to escape from New York in my dreams |
And everything’s grimy and dark in my dreams! |
In my dreams I wished I could freeze the time |
My dreams revolve around beats & rhymes |
To spit the realest shit MCs can find |
And watch the industry that l leave behind |
I rather go back to making demos than cutting records |
See, my music is more than touching methods |
In my dreams my boys will recognize the effort |
A record-company is nothing but a shepherd in my dreams |
A nine to live, a nice whip … |
A few mouths to feed, waiting for the right pitch … |
I ain’t trying to front player, l like this |
Since they claim my songs are too incisive |
In my dreams, true love and friendship lasts |
Fuck the loot I’m finna spent it fast |
On ice and fur-coats and expensive ass |
Dreams l’m seeing through plexiglass |
In my dreams I rock rags, avis & clarks |
Just one in a million, playing my part |
In ciphers with Dolo, trading our hearts |
On the concrete-jungle: State of the Art |
In my dreams, I kept it real a long time ago |
Before there have been NT3's and them cyber-hoes |
Before kids knew KRS in ldaho |
Before making my first tape in 94 … |
In my dreams a human out of flesh |
Forgive me but I refuse to be the best?! |
Rasul, disillusioned and depressed |
In my dreams I pop a deuce in your chest … |
L’m slill slinging rocks in my dreams |
Still the school of hard-knocks in my dreams |
Still them big guns and cops in my dreams |
Hip Hup got me shadowboxing with my dreams |