denied Hands change into my eyes Body senses intensified Sight so close yet far away In dreams my thoughts take their form To give memories identity Through dreams
Traduzione: Morte. Vedere attraverso i sogni.
back through a slow wreck a null line paints the rhythm a weary dream i expect to see not too unlike just how you hate me so downward thinking this death
after death calls, soaring into golden halls. There is one now of noblest blood, prepare the journey to pass into heavens of everything you could ever dream
death of me [Playa Hamm] I remember, the freaky things we used to do And I remember 'fore we linked to where we both was true Ridin' to the beach and walkin' through
**a, so don't make me I got a dream to see my whole team in Lexus Coupes My enemies dead n buried, now the stress is through But that's a dream, though
community for killin' her son My cousin Darren wasn't scared of goin' But never knowin' he was dyin' slower I guess I see ya when I see ya soulja Does
generation's lookin at me through {*can't decipher*} [Verse Three: 2Pac - overlaps Verse Two] Walkin through the cemetary Talkin to my homies that was buried See my enemies wanna see
murder is all I breathe in my life, It's full of judges and chasin' enemies in the night, Through the Henny, I see the eyes of the Devil, He's ridin
(Niggas out there jelous cuz we be bailin' with Death Row They try to playa hate but they can't fade us tho' We be mobbin' through tha neigborhood
trust my own homies just a bunch a dirty rats Will I, succeed, paranoid from the weed And hocus pocus try to focus but I can't see And in my mind
To get us locked up shot up back in chains To deny us of the future rob our names Kept my history of mystery but now I see The American Dream wasn't meant
when my glocks blast We was young, and we was dumb but we had heart In the dark when we survived through the bad parts Many dreams is what I had, and
The money behind the dreams My right hand, my other Capo in this big motherfuckin war we got My other Capo in this big ass, conglomerate called Death
nigga livin phat, but held back Pipe dreams can make the night seem hopeless Wide eyed and losing focus On my block [Chorus] Maybe life is but a dream