my dream is to be a lover i don't mean sex in a can my dream is to be a brother not the kind that separates man dreams do come true, yeah dreams do come
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, forfilling a ghetto dream It's in my bloodstream, I must reign supreme I make rappers sing, and lower they self esteem I spit hotter than steam, and not need a king
s Nightmare Above the Law America's Nightmare Paris America's Nightmare Public Enemy America's Nightmare Krs-One America's Nightmare Mutulu Shakur America's Nightmare Geronimo Pratt America's
You always in the mood for love, that's why I'm sleepin witchu Though not the man of your dreams, my plan and schemes To be rich like a king, and live
s kinda simple Break yaself partna Then I pop you in the temple There's alot at stake But the stakes will be taken Out to empty your pockets It's your
that Ding-ding-dong, da-dat, da-dat Help us, help us, 68! Who do you appreciate? The one that's singin' you a sweet song, Or the one that's feedin' you
fears. Leading us to believe, That time is the king. Own up to your life, So try. Time will stand still; Let's vanish off, And ignite into the atmosphere. Let's
to spill the beans Nor tear the pod It's like I hike an acre unimpressed And slept on the sabre's edge Enough times to splice anti-Christ's favorite pledge
'all wanna do?) [2x] [VERSE 1] I fiend to hear the fly lady singin my shit My dream's like Martin Luther to be the King of this shit Makin g's and parlay
bling-bling, said the dream of a spouse From the first scene, it's like I seen no doubts That's why I play queen to the king of the house I like to be
feat. SPM, S.U.C) [Al-D (Z-Ro): talking] Screw (what's the deal my nigga) Man, King Screw, dedicate this to you my nigga We love you forever boy (straight
the families snaked by presidents of greed But if I say shit, I have a life that's hard to be A true speaker like Martin King or Bob Marley It's all honor. Chorus x
(feat. Raekwon, RZA) [Chorus: Superb] If you don't stand for this life you fall for anything I stand for Cream Team, see we plan our dreams shit ain
21st Century it's movie trash race hate What's the difference 'tween White Chicks and black face paint Birth of a Nation or the death of the dream It's like Jackie's
probably jacked my lines But like divorce with no prenup, half of it's mine Y'all are just bitches (Esoterodactyl got morgues to fill) While Ap's on
be pathetic to brawl, with a M.C. lord, holding a sword I'ma a human microphone and my lyrics the vocal cord You's a fisher price king only eligible
Intro/Chorus: (x2) Betcha don't know what's goin on If you don't know, we're gonna show you, oooohhhh It's on now, New Year, pop the pain Sun blaze