D.R.E.A.M (feat. The Black Mavericks)
Demond Dushawn
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Sittin' at the light, saw this Benz truck, dope shit Nodded at the kid, awesome, what up Chrome kit, not one to assume, but you can tell from the tunes That he blast, it's a different demographic Light change, I ease out slow, into the traffic He heavy on the gas, had to fly past We both made the left, into the same spot The boy said, I'm bout to teach a old ass bout hip-hop I told him one thing's for certain, open the curtain And I'ma prove I'm a better version Match whips, I see you, dumb as Donald Suggest you pause your words like a glitch Mitch McConnell, clown, Barnum, and Bailey Type of charm I don't miss, Dawn Staley with scope Israeli firearm, your letter excursion I suggest you save your breath Before I let the tech fly like an angry ref We on the grind, till we grind out My brother gon' work it out, 1 to dial Move out the way now We out here tryna work it out Build it up, break it down Look around, nobody make a move now I'm by your side till we ride out Like how can I move the crowd With a verse, Mother Earth, only child We out here tryna work it out Build it up, break it down Wanna dial, move out the way now I shine above the skyline That's the height I climb Fourth quarter over, gotta play it like it's overtime Shift my gears into overdrive without a grind Creator, always color outside the line Gotta grind like peppercorn, givin' my max I'm a killer man if you approach me from around the horn Tobias, grip the beat like pliers We multiply together so racism won't divide us Grew up, we was outside, Chicago street wise The A train, listen to B-side Park on the hill, no enfamil, record it then rewind Mind state infinite, ridiculous hang time The world revolves in my palm, the mic is a gang sign Anything for cream, Hakeem The Dream when it's game time They hate it when we practice, our magic is show time The cream came between us Dip Set We really mean it Heard somebody, stop the violence The street go undefeated, leavin' kids all alone in the home The grim reap it, bluff the cop, do a sweep every week Lord Jesus, can somebody help us out of this trap It's so egregious, before I collapse The black of the kettle with my Adidas I'm just tryna get a clutch on what I could not, could not Handcuff the drama to the side, they burn rush But the life after shorty shouldn't be so rough We on the grind till we grind out My brother gon' work it out, 1 to dial Move out the way now We out here tryna work it out Build it up, break it down Look around, nobody make a move now I'm by your side till we ride out Like how can I move the crowd With a verse, mother earth, only child We out here tryna work it out Build it up, break it down 1 to dial, move out the way now
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Written by: Alex Glover, DeMond Graham, Rasheed Owens
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