Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Beauty of Dreams, artist - Steven Malcolm. Date of issue: 24.01.2019
Song language: English
The Beauty of Dreams |
| Yeah, yeah |
| I been living my dream |
| At 27 whippin' hits up in the kitchen, boy I do it for the team |
| Been around the world and back, I’m blessed to see the things that I’ve seen |
| Living better than I’ve ever been |
| Devil on me, I won’t let him in |
| God showed me He had a bigger plan |
| Okay now, this here that drip wit' the sauce |
| This here that talk it, I walk it, I been 'bout it, dawg |
| They listen in when I talk |
| Demons all around me schemin', they plot on my fall |
| But I have risen the bar |
| Put everything that I am, nothing short of my all |
| They cannot ride on my wave |
| I hit the gas ever since I was saved, yeah |
| I do this 'til the death of me |
| Since I was a kid I knew greatness was somethin' that I would amount to |
| eventually |
| And now that it’s here, I feel that the pressure that’s on could be getting the |
| best of me |
| Anxiety lying inside of me |
| Depression done got a boy stressin' |
| I feel like giving up when it’s setting in |
| But on the real, I been working like Letterman |
| Late nights, ain’t no sleep wit' the pen again |
| Takin' flights to new cities we killin' it |
| Packin' out venues wit' words and a pencil, I know it’s crazy |
| Tell em' «Leh Get It» when I’m in the building |
| I ride for my people and die for the realest |
| 'Cause ain’t no more fear when you know you forgiven, yeah |
| Home, home |
| Home, home |
| 'Pon the Second City |
| Yeah, welcome to my life, road to His glory, writing through my pain |
| Despite all the shame, see it in me, I’ve invited all who came |
| Yeah, so many pedals left scarred, beaten, bruised up |
| But I rose from the bottom, His grace and His mercy |
| Where’d I be without it? |
| A young bull with a heart of a lion |
| 5'9″ but I feel like Goliath |
| Underrated but finesse wit' the finest |
| Get it, flip it, we don’t stop wit' the grindin' |
| Politickin', we don’t do that where I live |
| Real be the only way to define it |
| I had to trust God wit' the timin' |
| Perfect wit' it and if I can be honest |
| I done seen things in this game |
| That would make a sane man stray |
| Pray for me, got a wife now |
| On the road more than home |
| Rockin' all these crowds |
| Wondering if all the sacrifices |
| That I’m making just to make it payin' off |
| Lately my career been taking off |
| And I really can’t afford to take a loss |
| The father got me focused on the cross |
| All mission, dog wit' it |
| Bar spittin', God given, ooh |
| I let the tunes talk they be hard hittin', yeah |
| Ayy, was told the sky is the limit so go and achieve |
| The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of dreams |