Lyrics:
It was a very cold clear fall night
I had a terrible dream
Billy Name and Brigid were playing under my stair case
on the second floor about two
It was a very cold clear fall night
I had a terrible dream
Billy Name and Brigid were playing under my stair case
on the second floor about two
stuck in the past and fixed on the future
I don't know what it's like to live with no regrets or without dreams
And I write poetry because I can't sing
Second that I came in the game, I'm aiming
Hold up, wait a minute, break it down for the laymen
(Do do do do do do)
I'm killin' everybody, I'm the MC
that"
Man, it's Riff Raff 30k or better when I touch stage
Girl, I crush the stage, rich kids bum-rush the stage
Broke whores get rich too, trade-in
And unawarely I trusted you
But if only G
It's Snoop, homies from the motherfuckin get-go
Devoted and quotin', back in '84
I was thirteen, G was a year
to
School for theater i took
Four years of my life and
Devoted it to theater
I did that because my passion was
Acting when I started rapping, i
Felt like I
with sweat, and man, I was buggin'
I checked the clock, and it stopped at 12 30
It had melted it was so darn hot, and I was thirsty
I wanted something
the scammers
Dropped some soda in the wrong pot now it's bismuth and Fanta
Poured too much in the second pot so now it's back to ctlanta
Dropped some shit that
mich, habe ich
Was der German Dream hat
Oh nein, auf keinsten, Mann, ich schwöre
Ihr suckt leute schrei'n
Heute sei ich auf der Party der Host
Alle Ladies
to fuck a bitch, brother was the plug
Bitch, I jumped up off the porch and got it out the mud
I was raised by niggas showing that tough love
All I wanted
New York New York, big city of dreams
And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
fringing your ass
I get mad, my face all Redman
My method is proven
I make it big like I was a part of Def Jam Vandetta
But me ain't big
Wild like Tiger King
here to hurt me
Even if it's in your genes
But I'm knowin' that my dying
Is a fixture in your dreams
Don't disturb me, my arrows for the clergy
But
can't bring the heat (you can't)
You're by yourself yea (that's right)
Let's take a second (take a second)
Let's reminisce
I had to hustle (go and hustle)
to scream
All I know is gone away, faded dreams
Fool I was betrayed by love what's become of me
Lord, please give me I need a second chance
Ah my second
scrolling
We're sacrificing our own dream
What ya doing? I got to get to it
Envision your vision pursue it
Won't see it at first they'll get it later then act
in
Me a stroke and a car by myself
You know we just there holding in
You know nigga I was telling it was nothing
So now I say my sidling bitch
You
more fun, only making more sins
Wish I didn't
‘Cause the second I accepted the mental defeat
It got so dark you wouldn't believe
Scary dreams all around
As a younger dude, life was somethin' rude
I barely made it to the first like a Cutler move
No rubber groove on my shoes led to fights, so suspensions
I had 3
New York New York, big city of dreams
And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
Look, I said when I was there broke
I used to have a dream before I had a dream
Best believe I had them fiends
That h trying to get it any mean
Homie in
Alright look
Here's my theory
Try being you
Ain't no fun in being me
Bitch don't drag it on
That's dreary
Rytis leveling up by the second
That is
house, I was in my
Room, no furniture, no nothin'
And, this is cool
Like, one minute and thirty second
Song, but I'm like
I wanna take it somewhere i
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