Translation: Great Northern. Just A Dream.
Was I dreaming... Was I awake... Or did you come home Today... For the rest of my life... A little pity... For the rest of our lives... A little pitty
want to touch us I'ma spit a flow as if it was a sin Then the gangsters are resting forever See a solid four, then I'm a put it on the fin Then you know
a tangle down below I tried to remember everything he taught me so well I had to decide which way to go Was I alone or in a hunter's dream? ''cause
day came a squaw with a story strange Of a long-deserted line of traps way back of the Bighorn range Of a little hut by the great divide and a white
and on the streets. Bunny bunny wanted a rat tail, not a bushy cotton tail. Bunny bunny wanted to screech, like a rat, instead of a bunny. Bunny wanted
] I smoke a large portion for cheaper, my gun game sick like a cough and fever, niggas straight birds like a hawk and geizer, but they run on you like a
Portland, Orlando, Chicago and Frisco? I left my heart in Austin with Mary Campbell Got lost in Boston lookin' for the tea party Met a child molester in Worcester I need a
our plates, got a BJ while the DJ played Duel of the Fates. Life rules and it's great, they say I'm livin' a dream, now and then it's like a nightmare
eyes And he is on a horse a horse a horse With a train of smoke behind its hooves And I must say from my depths I have seen a story emerge from a cloud
me I just can't see myself on the company line There's another season gone and lord I'm feeling strong Got to find a way to keep this dream dreaming
but eager to please A lift, after all, is a lift Late moustache left us brusquely And some miles later the dolmus slowed at a crossroads lit by a single lightbulb Swung through a
luck, I need a best friend I need a rough dog, I need a mountain I need some new clothes, a tv, a cause A trip to nirvana, a thrill of applause I need a
just re-arranges The players in the game Oh, I had a dream It seemed I stood alone And the veil of all the years Goes sinking from my eyes like a stone
coming through first with Phonte Yo, yo, eh yo I love waking up with a supreme purpose After a night of playin' dream merchant Righteous way, this is a
Target eternal light, all systems go. Satisfaction Maybe then this worthless recluse can carry a torch Look, I'm a human But I'm something supernatural The dream
day came a squaw with a story strange, Of a long-deserted line of traps 'way back of the Bighorn range; Of a little hut by the great divide, and a white
, ding-a-dong-a-dell! Bride and groom, their future should be glorious- What a happy story they will tell; Let the welkin now become uproarious, Oh, ding-a
