Lyrics:
which song should be
Released as a single
From his sophomore album, Dreams
Worth More Than Money
Which he's scheduled to complete within the
Week because
humans
We like to be wined and dined by candle light
Not being couped up in the house trying to be held up tight
So jazzy jeff and fresh prince don't mean
drunk
And hey man, have you heard Buckley singing Hallelujah?
He did what Leonard never could to it, gave it wings then away it was
Number two in
Sinatra died
And the night, Jeff Buckley died
And the night, Kurt Cobain died
And the night, John Lennon died
I remember I stayed up
To watch the news
ain't allowed back
I already made it rich, I pray to God he give his time back
I'm living out my dreams, yeah, these niggas haters
'21 Maybach fly by
anywhere
Sometimes it's hard to love someone
Till the day that they are gone
And I
Just had a dream the other night
I was married to the Queen
And Madonna
and wobble, live full throttle, write the novel
But I'm mortal and I ain't got all day
Now I'm seeing red, to myself I won't lie
But it's loud in my head, so
In the big dream
We are heroes
We are dreamers
Of the big dream
Someone told me
There are brothers
Live forever
In the big sky
Just hear
schools
Dyin to get busy, because I knew I had the tools
Then I got the heart and went by the set
I said, "Yo, I wanna rock the set" "Yeah no sweat"
Kickin
Brothers
The jungle, the jungle, the brothers, the brothers
We represent the jungle
We represent the brothers
Coming at you live
Like New York
Brothers
The jungle, the jungle, the brothers, the brothers
We represent the jungle
We represent the brothers
Coming at you live
Like New York
gon' get it by any means
How unfortunate, January the sixth
Federal officers, raided our offices
Making it hard for us to eat, and breathe, and live
The ones that stood by me like soldiers
You were there
I know you love me
But I'm still waiting for the Lord to come hug me
Send a sign or somethin'
him
His brother got killed, so now he keep a tool with him
Live around the corner from his two daughters, no father
That's when the waitress came
building
Some suits wearing ties and shit
But there's some real good-ass fucking people, man
Steve Bartels, Faisel, Jeff
Fucking Justin Duran, Dave Bell
possessions we are humans
We like to be wined and dined by candle light
Not being cooped up in the house
Trying to be held up tight
So Jazzy Jeff and Fresh
from subscribers
Now give them their fucking cookies!
You've done all this good
You fed lives in need right
'Till they get by each time
Gave islands,
distracted by money drugs and four
Fives, I count lives all on these songs
Look at the weak and cry, pray one day you'll be strong
Fighting for your rights,
paid the price to live like this
Jeff the Motivator and Lnoda
Got the keys to the promise land
Crypto gaming
We fought hard for our dreams
Now we living
three
Bed wars makin um them flee
Gentiles make their enemies pee
Chests overflowing
Jeff out there hoeing
Gotta big farm
Dang whata charm
Nah satan can't
music but I'm sticking to my chance
Ima give it a 100%
Every time I gotta go in
We gotta live life to the fullest
Told my brother we making a movie
I
like im russ when I get money get a rush
This type of weather get you shot for stepping like you hot
Might just live OT and start a shop, im going wop
publish it
Plug quote me for a brick I had to stack some shit
I slid all the bills between my mattresses
Before Jeff bezos I had dreams of moving packages
In the big dream
We are heroes
We are dreamers
Of the big dream
Someone told me
There are brothers
Live forever
In the big sky
Just hear
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