| Oh, oh ah, oh ah, oh ah, ooh
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| Oh, oh ah, oh ah, ooh
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| Oh, oh ah, dreamer, dreamer, dreamer, oh
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| When I dream truth is seen in the stream, I see
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| Where kings have lived the dream imagination
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| The hardest shit on Earth to possess for some
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| Imagine me, living this life jumping fences like August Wilson
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| Singing out my soul like black ass
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| As destiny’s grain’s pass through the broken hour glass
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| To be young, black and gifted
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| I am
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| We stand on legends on this microphone
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| When we rock it’s on
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| Weaving dreams through 4-tracks songs
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| Now uh
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| Now many groups have fallen to the point they can’t return?
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| Gimmicks and industry standards up they ass, out to burn
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| You can only dream about doing the shit we do
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| Travel all around the world and independent too
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| Now uh, selling tapes, rocking shows
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| Beyond your battle rap where do yo' ass go?
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| Staring at the flo' at yo'
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| Weak ass perform your weak shows
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| You need to grow up
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| And dreams stuck
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| Is what you’ll be, now uh
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| Waiting for your call from your record company that never comes
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| You just hear the knock
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| Beyond that
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| Extract yo' ass and drink what’s hot
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| You never had a chance unless you dreamed
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| And did for you
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| Instead expecting what they ass
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| Can do for you
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| I dream what
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| I do when I die, I dream that I did what I… could do
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| Living beyond being trapped in other people’s fear
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| They clearly try to inject into me here
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| Reminiscing of jealousy now
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| Cause they could never be all they could be
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| I’m me
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| Which might not be easy for you to see
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| But I’m
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| Dreaming up a place that goes beyond your reality
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| It was the best dream I ever had
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| See anything I wanted happened in it
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| Maybe for a minute things would go wrong
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| But I knew I could always change the outcome
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| Someway or another things would have to work right
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| I had the masterwork sight
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| The seat behind the keyboard making sounds that people like
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| And I liked to do the work
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| I put it in like an expert
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| Always outdoing the next jerk who claimed competition
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| See
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| Fame was not the mission
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| My goal to get my peers to listen and understand me
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| My family was supportive and I loved them
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| We argued and fought a lot but I put nothing above them
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| Though, time moved slow and fast the same
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| The more I dreamt, I learned how to last in the game
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| And my name fit my actions as I was told
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| A dream so vivid, I caught myself growing old
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| Surrounded by friends it was alright
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| All night sessions on progression?
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| Lessons being taught so valuable I listened
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| Even took trips and saw the world
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| So now you tell me, when am I supposed to wake up
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| I make up my life in my sleep |