the sea of dream I can't see what is coming I can't see what is real Now I'm crossing to the other side Why must we die Dream will take my soul away
say Something that I never thought I would Was to open hearted and now I see I regret you meant something to me With stream of life my dreams will flow
a dream late last night The water was running low And my fields were on fire burning my sky How was I to know That I burn every night in my dreams And
Intro: Yeah I'ma get this one off for Eighty Seven Street South side of Chicago Chicago everywhere check it It's like c'mon y'all get live get down
Niggaz funny, first they get your numbers Then want to shout you See you gettin' money Now they want the guns to come out you We see we all be havin' dreams
had to get out Headed back to the south, where everything is gentler And I stayed for a couple weeks more All the weather reports said it would be snow for sure But the storm
play If it's one of mine, you have to sit and relax And max and prepare to hear funky tracks And the lyrical storm 'cause when it rains it pours Into retail stores
[DJ Clue *echoes*] Yeah... DJ Clue... Desert Storm... The Roc... This shit right here... The Roc Army... Dame Dash Presents... The Dream Team niggaz...
ten times or more The stories of some sailors curse on the bridge Where it opens to let the boats through But the natives all laugh at grandpas old stories
been your friend Perfect love is like a blossom that fades so quick When it's blowing up a storm in May Travel south until your skin turns, woman Travel south
the deep But the world don't wait when your faith won't leap And I know it was only a dream As delicate as a dragonfly wing Then we watched as the southern
sense something brewing Up the James and headed this way Bobby sips his morning coffee Says I'll be finished with the funnies Looks like a storm's coming
could see the clouds rollin' in But in the arms of love we stayed safe and warm One step ahead of the storm Our California dreams went south So we headed
Intro: Yeah, This right hea goes out to all dem girls out there That did me and South wrong ya know Tell ya'll a lil' story It's the reason Uh Uh Chorus
Yeah, this right here It's goin? out to all dem girls out there That did me and South wrong, ya know Tell y'all a lil' story, it's da reason (Uh, uh)
smell of roses. (Female singing) Who's over there? No one said that life was fair. You haters come from everywhere. Ya'll hate us just because you're scared. (SPM) Broken Dreams
Hip-hop, it will never die Hip-hop, hip-hop will never, never die Ghetto **** struttin' with nothin' but dreams and Queens broke Mack-10's, you can smell
invented myself; I have created myself; I am just a form of dream English, words stretched with skin and fear. From my eyes in my skull my father observes this immense and kaleidoscopic dream
