I keep on dreaming away, hoping i will wake up soon someday, This Dream is never ending, I want to wake up from this Dream, wake up from this dream,
from this dream This dream is never ending, I want to wake up from this dream This dream is never ending, I want to wake up from this dream This dream
keep on dreaming away, hoping i will wake up soon someday, This Dream is never ending, I want to wake up from this Dream, wake up from this dream,
Traduzione: Rock Kills Kid. Dream.
yo My hits rock you dicks nots so run and get cops I rip shops and flip hot fat like hitchcock Outta space i roll with spock, lyrically kill herbs, When
do it) Girl you know what it is (you know what it is) The whips, the chips, everything is exclusive [Rap:] You know the kid keep something in the whip Green rock
B-R There lived a jealous kid that was mislead by anotha jealous kid who wanted me dead (He said) Me and you are gonna push this rock Once we kill Rob
, Killa nigga (they know who it is) That's right nigga, run it yeah That's right, the truth in this bitch nigga The truth in this motherfucker nigga, (Killa
what she say) Thats word to me, told me I deserve to eat (what happened) Moved to a killa ave, right from a murder street (what you did) Rocked adida
-sign for the Benz Deep-dish rims is how I be spinnin Is it a dream or a dream that we be livin? [Chorus:] Is it a dream or a dream that we be livin
Y'all smoke crack and kill Jehovah Before you bump into this villain sober Causing the controversy that niggaz be illing over To have the children who be killing, in your building killing
kids niggas gettin pulled over wit 8 balls i ride wit bricks she fill the mints pop sham and fill a dream drop lam and philli seats goddamn i kill these
while uncultivated stylez niggaz get 'em up get 'em up and get 'em wild you got me rough tough, truly rockin wit the stylez most niggaz wouldnt dream
the count, who drops? Ten-nine-eight-seven-six-five-four-three-two-one- -you-slept-on-a-kid-from-the-boondocks Out of Hooterville land of the ill kill
I'm probably holdin' some Beverly Hills Spending money like I'm Oprah's son That's why the bitches feel me And they baby daddy's wanna kill me Run up
fo'-pound Nigga this the wild wild West, call it a showdown And I'm Billy the Kid 'til they split my wig I come back from the dead, tell 'em kill me again
maze of purple haze, cannabis sativa - spit ether - violently Very vociferous ? victorious - hotter than a crematorium - I'll kill all of you Kill you
(Yo, Yo) How many Mc's must get dissed? How niggas still think they can still fuck with the kid? (OOO) I guess I moved up in the world, duke is not happy
