| Damn I dream, damn I dream
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| So many dreams that I could pick 'em
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| In fact when someone dream one dream I’ve already dream up six
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| Here record on this classe it’m me '
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| And I’m already at the middle of the story and I’m steel stack on the preface
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| Chapter one it’s 'bout holding up even in those days
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| That I hold you down, now push you girl with no this up
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| .real friends, real friends bless it if you’ll find
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| Cause chasing dreams it 'aint to easy to keep real friends around
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| On suddenly got fight with things that no one got argue about
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| Holding out this ultimatum like are you in nigga or are you out
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| Cause I 'aint got no time for this if you 'aint go my focuses
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| Cause it’s from my childhood but my childhood was a broken one
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| Cause nothing it’s what it’s seems
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| I show you what mean
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| My full paper it’s a pocket for dreams
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| I hope that I could make this someday
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| I just wanna make this some way
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| Cause nothing it’s what it’s seems
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| I show you what mean
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| My full paper it’s a pocket for dreams
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| I hope that I could make this someday
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| I just wanna make this some way
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| So many people have forgotten how to dream
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| I guess that’s way they loving when I walk up on the see
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| If you looking at me funny like you don’t know what I mean
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| Well fuck you man I show you what I mean
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| We was those over talks and over.
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| City to city traveling try to be that inspiration
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| For those that using dreams for illumination.
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| And behind me and below me and all around
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| But higher you climb up to the hard it is when you falling down
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| Cause nothing it’s what it’s seems
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| I show you what mean
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| My full paper it’s a pocket for dreams
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| I hope that I could make this someday
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| I just wanna make this some way
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| Cause nothing it’s what it’s seems
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| I show you what mean
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| My full paper it’s a pocket for dreams
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| I hope that I could make this someday
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| I just wanna make this some way
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| My dreams 'aint stopping and I’m no give up, I’ll do whatever
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| My dreams 'aint stopping and I’m no give up, I’ll do whatever
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| So I look about the top
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| Standing at the bottom, turn on my clue, tell 'em that I got 'em
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| My dreams 'aint stopping and I’m no give up, I’ll do whatever
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| Cause nothing it’s what it’s seems
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| I show you what mean
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| My full paper it’s a pocket for dreams
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| I hope that I could make this someday
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| I just wanna make this some way
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| Cause nothing it’s what it’s seems
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| I show you what mean
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| My full paper it’s a pocket for dreams
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| I hope that I could make this someday
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| I just wanna make this some way
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| Cause nothing it’s what it’s seems
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| Yees nothing it’s what it’s seems
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| Cause nothing it’s what it’s seems
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| Yeeh nothing it’s what it’s seems |