Dreams (Interlude)

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Verse 1 0:33 - 1:03
I get home from school and pull out my bike, and an old man said don't take
sinners advice. I said If I don't will I be a winner, he said that's right. I came
home and told my momma that night. I'm a rapper, I also do Youtube you can
say I'm a actor. I practice and I write my raps faster. I'm a director and I'll
do my own videos. Spike Lee your crap son. Stay with your dreams man don't
run. Because you think I'm going to do some of that. Uh Huh. Man your done.
I guess you can go but don't blame me that's your own choice man not mine
done.
 
Verse 2 1:06 - 1:40
Just kidding I'm back son I don't do that crap son. I hate Fetty Wap. Oh wait I'm
not famous, can't crap on a rapper. I'm not Ray Rice I can't slap her. Oh shot, I
did it again, Hold me back I'm snapping, Hold me back I'm cashing,
Hold me back I'm rapping. Get up out my house before I get the cops arresting.
I can't stop I til I get a Grammy so my mixtape is gonna fly me to Hollywood and
back, Please.

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Mule
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