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Tupacquiao - when a boy dreams
- [verse 1]
- (Aiyo), I was just a boy, my father wasn’t there, my mama always pissed up.
- Grew up around drugs, a council estate, full of drug dealers.
- It was a dangerous neighbourhood, I wouldn’t dare, go to the east.
- Not like I was, anything special back, in my hometown of west.
- I just wanted to, become the very best, ducking my greatest test.
- I’ve lost loved ones, for some reason, they’re all addicted to suicide.
- Then there’s the, one mouthy dickhead, who got himself shot. (Aight)
- Read the internet, search on google, I’ve got the motherfucking proof.
- I finally become a man, still childish as fuck, I have too much damn luck.
- Getting all the hoes, thinking I’m in love, then they cheat on me.
- Then I started dissing them, even though I’m, obviously just as bad.
- Ain’t I just pathetic?, I act like a bitch myself, no real lady’s will ever want me.
- Why the fuck do you think, I started to rap, and run through every MC?
- (Even though I’m still standing), “everything is funny to me though”
- I’ve got about 3 names, cause I hated my original, so I hung him.
- From fat to thin, “look at my penis girls”, (it’s so mofo’ slim)
- I need to sort my head out, stop relapsing and, finally fucking recover.
- Beleive in myself more, go for history, I have enough money.
- What’s up with me?, (umm dunno), “somebody help me” (PLEASE?!)
- Lord please, tell me why I keep, making songs like, makavelli?
- [chorus]
- I’m just a boy who dreams, of rapping and, becoming one of these, terminating machines.
- Even though everyone doubts me, I’m a piece of white trash, and I say it proudly.
- I don’t wanna win this battle anyway, I’m howdy, so here you go motherfucker.
- Tell these something, they don’t know about me, cause when a boy dreams...
- [verse 2]
- If only I could, get access to his files, no one else would.
- I could’ve been born a nigga, i would love to, mess up a thugs legacy.
- Because I’m a troll, like my alienated fans, I’m a bullshit thug. (All mouth)
- I thought tupac was dead, maybe he’s just, turned white instead.
- “What alien has my father bread?”, (I know how to get you mad)
- Time to turn up the heat, I can’t take myself, fucking serious right?
- Let me just say, one last thing, speak about my, daughter again and I’ll, fucking kill you.
- An excuse to unbottle, my true motherfucking self, fool all my fans.
- Dumb as motherfuckers, I’m gonna skint them, act like the nice guy.
- Speaking shit like you do, rapping to high school kids, there’s younger children too.
- You should be ashamed, I never speak about rape or violence. (Do I?)
- Stop acting like a gangsta, I’m a boy with big dreams, I’ll end you homie.
- Sit back get my, trolls and bullies, of fans to do the work for me.
- I’m in a world full of insanity, I’ll never get exposed, I’m too smart.
- You wanna battle me?, I have no emotions or, motherfucking heart.
- But one things gor sure, I’ll pick you B writers the fuck apart!
- [chorus]
- I’m just a boy who dreams, of rapping, becoming one of these, terminating machines.
- Even though everyone doubts me, I’m a piece of white trash, and I say it proudly.
- I don’t wanna win this battle anyway, I’m howdy, so here you go motherfucker.
- Tell these something, they don’t know about me, cause when a boy dreams...
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