Lyrics:
The Dream Rags

Rags to royal, Momma hand her hands in soil Pops moved drugs in capsules and foils I foiled your plans and made you aware And turned America's dream

shit for the rest of our lives So live fast and die young Live fast and die young Live fast and die young Livin' fast, now it's all in the rags Hard

never get Rags to riches, they work it yet For we're monsters, we love our work You raise your voice, you bite the dirt And you're so patient, lost in dreams

[Skepta] Yeah Skepta, Boy Better Know, N-Dubz I never have a dream when I go to sleep at night my dream begins when I walk outside now I'm on stage and

him out His thoughts are whacked he's mad so he's talkin' back Talkin' black brainwashed from rock and rap He sags his pants two rags and a stockin'

land where niggas praise, Yukon's are gettin' paid It's gon' take a lot more than coupons to get us saved Like it take a lot more than do-rags to get

The whole of the moon Popcorn and cannonballs All the season's fears Trumpets, towers, and tenements Wide oceans full of tears Flags, rags, ferryboats Senators and scars Every precious dream

Intro: (4x) From Rags to Riches (riches) Bet you I?mma be the richest Verse1: I started off as an army brat (Atten-hut!) Seven months, class act I was

you try to represent New York fuckin' city? I been down since B V D's and Dew Rags, shell tops and shags I'm the little bad ass with regular and tre