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Dreamz
- Little kid from DR
- with some big dreams
- had to make a couple choices
- had to take some for the team
- just trynna make it out
- but its not as easy as it seems
- "Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
- And sorry I could not travel both
- And be one traveler, long I stood
- And looked down one as far as I could
- To where it bent in the undergrowth;”
- Dreams they’re a funny thing
- aren’t they?
- They made a mom bring
- her little kid to the USA
- In the search of a dream?
- Well this dream cost money
- how much do i have to pay?
- Study and get in this college or stay in the courts and play?
- but hey,
- a little kid gotta find his way
- I’ve been told no before
- All the bad influences, i had to ignore
- They said you not tall enough, you not strong enough, you not smart enough
- well fuck you too
- neither are you
- at least i worked for what i have
- a bird with no wings who flew
- Always got the best out of my opportunities
- even if they’ve been few
- Well hey
- "you can’t make it to the nba"
- “your rapping is not good enough”
- “to make something out of this is gonna be rough”
- Thats all they ever say
- and imma prove them wrong
- but its been a lifelong
- struggle
- had to juggle
- my choices
- which do i pick?where do i go?
- Where can i grow?
- I’ve been splitted in between two roads
- and just know
- that imma keep trying to make it out for the bros
- if you weren’t with me through the struggle
- don’t look at me cause i won’t say hello
- again where do i go?
- Do i keep spitting rhymes
- waiting for an uncertain reply
- hoping that one day ill really grow wings and fly
- or do i take the easy way
- and just do what everyone else does and obey
- but where are they?
- the ones that obey?
- i don’t see them in no lambo
- i see them on their way to the train
- Reminds of that one time
- eighth grade
- its been a long time
- teacher said adelson might make it
- girls get his number
- or give them yours he will take it.
- There i sat with a big smile
- thinking if a girl was actually gonna run the mile
- but i seen in their faces
- they thought she was joking
- when i make it i don’t want you to be provoking
- me
- i might not be from the streets
- but i respect their hustle
- and that they willing to put the muscle
- to make it out of a bad situation
- like russell
- or maybe make it worse
- and go in reverse like some type of curse
- But they just wanna be free, just like me
- i guess to be or not to be?
- Now Niggas grow up saying fuck school
- Listening to bad shit that makes them bust tools
- Shit that will make body drop like butts do
- That's the type of environment I had to get used to
- i gotta work hard
- do this shit different
- and one day
- my nigga and i can go slay
- these dreams we been dreaming
- will be underway.
- and to all the niggas that doubted us
- no shoutouts but i guess you’re okay
- (Fire beat drops)
- Pussy niggas, constantly hashtaggin' "the struggle"
- Yet you never had to cop, flip, bag it, and make it double
- Necrophilia in law enforcement, you could be a corpse when they cuff you
- They got cameras in the canopy,
- as they watch you roam the floor of the jungle
- In this brick forest, you must choose your route wisely If you don't, you become the prey,
- and your demise is quite likely
- You'll watch ya life flash in them eyes just like lightning
- So tread lightly or you'll be gone entirely in a fashion that's untimely
- An honor student who dishonors the title when I stain shit/
- It's shameful, I wouldn't if I received my reparations/
- Look at my roots, dragged to this continent on those slave ships/
- Meant for mindless labor on large southern plantations/
- If it happened differently initially I wouldn't be involved in home invasions/
- I'm sure my grandma knows, under her tombstone, in the grave, dirt is raisin'/
- I'd like to apologize, but no cash comes as fast as this drug trade shit/
- I need it therefore I'm a medic, for college credits and registrations
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