to find Dreams are not the same as life More than the world inside my mind Dreams empty into my life What did I expect to find Dreams are not the same
I worried now, did someone make a fool of me 'fore I could show 'em how it's done? Can't give up actin' tough, it's all that I'm made of. Can't scrape
And crack once the atmosphere brings the temperature back Sacks only in dress pants Have you ever danced with the devil in pale moonlight? I have, Hollywood niggas make me laugh Sell a dream
da door Hit him up quick wit' the flip flop flow Then we introduce you to Mo (Bone Thugs) Dem niggas that reignin' supreme, hustled to conquer our dream
lapped People keep talkin' 'bout Hov left 'em flat Try to rewrite history, let's talk about facts Dame made millions even Jaz made some scraps He could
for this) what? (to get my man see we bout to spit some) HOT SHIT What? No doubt.. HOT SHIT! [Common] Old men see visions young men dream dreams I
no need for love, it's just hate, hate, hate But I look at you shaking and it is you Who is scraping away, you who is scraping away
Dream awake make no mistake Strive to be alive most everyday You can listen stereo or monotone Mega phone, mellow drone DJ with delay Relay super surfer
Let my loneliness get blown away Gimme, gimme symphonies Gimme more than the life I see I lie down in the dust just under your eye A scrap of paper,
that You do I bring You the scraps that make up my soul You make me whole, I?m gold There?s wonder in all that You do I bring You the scraps that make
know that it feels like the dreams will die with you today but the truth is there all still here and you aint purple gang, you gotta pressing on don't ever give up the dream
on the streets Got my mind warped, just found another corpse on the beat Bound gagged raped, I'm frustrated, I hate it Found a woman in the dumpster, body was mutilated Bad dreams
Money and clothes I done dreamed about And all the hoes that I thinked about Ey tell me am I wrong for visualizing material shit I neva had Waving gats instead of flags the American dream
fake Say the things about me that they never told me to my face I was loved I was hated Just a nigga with a dream I'm a liar I was honest, I was all
mixed with Riley Thursday I be trynna save the world, then on Friday I hit the club Hoping that my dick get rubbed by some fat asses Niggas get to scraping