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  • Текст песни Little Brother - Dreams

    Исполнитель: Little Brother
    Название песни: Dreams
    Дата добавления: 16.05.2016 | 02:21:31
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    Real story, like I was
    I was playin this, this record
    For a friend of mine y'knahmsayin we was just chillin
    I was just playin her the album and like
    She was like, "Yo I love the record, record is incredible
    But y'know something's different
    Y'knahmsayin somethin it just ain't the same"
    I said nigga that's the point~!

    Rapper Big Pooh -
    My momma told me that this music was cool
    All she ever wanted from me was to graduate from school
    But I, had other plans so I bid school adieux
    I called Food Lion, had to tell 'em I was through
    No more stockin peas and corn
    I was born for a much greater purpose, do you this service
    Margie got nervous, but timers don't sweat
    8 years, I ain't been back yet
    Lack of time on your TV sets, no radio spins
    Momma askin her son, what he doin for ends
    Spendin weeks on the road, ma this ain't for pretend
    Unheard to the creme de la creme, keep bouncin
    On beats pouncin, cat reflexes
    Had yo' attention when I pulled up in Lexus
    Big like Texas, G's on the checklist
    You ain't gotta ask ma I'm bringin home the breakfast
    Gotta respect this

    (Momma I got dreams, but dreams don't keep the lights on)
    I'm a make money money
    And if I can't make it I'm a take money money
    What you say buddy buddy?
    (Momma I got dreams, but dreams don't keep the lights on)
    Bills paid, bank account ensured
    Top of the world screamin fuck that, get yours!

    Phonte -
    I still go the crib and see my niggaz on the corner
    Chillin with the pounds on they waist, gettin old
    Gettin round in the face and when I hang with them
    They ask me if "The Minstrel Show" means I'm ashamed of them
    Well - I can't say that I'm proud, but only sayin
    Can't say I'm allowed to judge, I'm just glad to see you
    Cause truth be told, if my records never sold
    And I wasn't raised this bold, nigga I would probably be you
    I've been God blessed with the gift to make music
    It took me all over the continent
    But still got boys on the block and fam, smokin rock
    So please, miss me with that conscious shit
    I spent many a sleepless night because of it
    Until I had to shake that shit off and reach the conclusion
    That every now and then you gotta axe yourself
    Do you really wanna win or just look good losin?
    It's no illusion, yes yes

    La la la la la la LAHHHH!
    Momma I got dreams...
    Momma I got dreams...
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