Dream away, you're just a dreamer boy And I've been here before Dream away, you're dreaming your life away It's what they want you to believe Salute
Vertaling: By die wet. Drome Weg.
dream away you're just a dreamer boy and I've been here before dream away you're dreaming your life away it's what they want you to believe salute the
weak Away from people so long she forgot how to speak She discovered frredom is a unspoken sound And a wall is a wall and can be broken down Found peace
We ain't starvin like Marvin, won't see no roach When ya chill wit the rich folks in the hood You're sittin on leather watchin big screens Bought by the
drippy dick So beautiful fine young thang, to get that cock was just like a dream But now three days later ask Kool Moe You feel the burnin? sensation down
'm frustrated, I hate it Found a woman in the dumpster, body was mutilated Bad dreams all up in my head, no lie Sometimes I gotta take a sniff so I can get by
big city of dreams And everything in New York ain't always what it seems You might get fooled if you come from out of town But I'm down by law and
the cold part about it, life is cheaper than that Down there people on the bottom kill each other for scraps Imagine that, propoganda got the people confused Damned by
the ghetto is only a dream in most cases Never had nothin' but momma always gave us love Lost queen, from pain from a youngster Shot six times in the back by
leaving today And it's going away Got my feet in the stirrup It can be kind of banal But I dream of your red dress Riding down these dry canals Oh baby
's got a 4.0, your father's got his own talk show Your brother aced the science test, he found the cure for morning breath I came here by taxi you came by
velvet tundra or virgin peak by glacier drift or draw In muskeg hollow or canyon gloom by avalanche fang or claw By battle murder or sudden wealth by
[2Pac/Makaveli Speaking] Yo 'Law! Is it cool if a nigga just get fucked up for this one? (Sample from "Survival of the Fittest" by Mobb Deep) I'm falling
't see or touch Fuck what you talkin' about? We slangin', nigga By any means you wanna stop the team we pull the trigga Red, red, go away 'cuz a nigga
my salvary wouldn't get us by And it wasn't very long just a couple of years it seemed We saved enough money and paid down on a five-room dream And when
knocked my fence down just the other day Tore up my yard and hauled my lawnmower away Shot out my windows with the BB gun A boxer down the street came by
