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Teksty: Chuckie Akenz. Just A Dream.

[Chorus:]
Sometimes I dream of a life where we're strong,
Where we don't have to find a law of getting along,
But when I see crying, no more pain of getting on,
It's just a dream so I'm living on

[Verse 1:]
See I once had a dream, at a very young age,
That when I gotta know that I'll be rocking the stage,
I wrote my heart on this page, trying to think and understand,
Or make you do some more or times when no body can
And I'm still a young man trying to live all my dreams,
Still hustling for scraps, just me and my team,
And I know they never seen it time and when I put it out, I'm out
Pussing out 95, that's what my music's about,
I'm not celebrity best.
I'm not the strongest or tall, I'm not specially dressed,
I just give us my all, I hold it down,
Never watching these my people so rebel,
But critically, hating me, hate with disrespect,
But I take it like a man, I move on to bigger things,
Record and beat tougher and see what life brings,
And I never put the poetry, I said it and it's true,
I'm just speaking from my heart,
I aint different from you.

[Chorus:]
Sometimes I dream of a life where we're strong,
Where we don't have to find a law of getting along,
But when I see crying, no more pain of getting on,
It's just a dream so I'm living on

[Verse 2:]
So many times I wanna quit, but I tell myself no.
Cos there's always a better place wherever you go,
To find all these show to speak my piece of mind,
Through the eyes of pretend, through the eyes of a blind,
I don't do this for myself; I don't get nothing in return,
I don't make a fucking dollar, there's nothing for me to earn,
But still, I'm giving love and sometimes I cannot breathe,
That my music touches hearts, in ways that you can't believe,
And that's all I ever need, to hold and carry on
When there's nothing left to hold, I hold my heart in the song,
And my tears make people strong, so why the hell would I stop?
Just because a bunch of haters trying to hope that I flop,
Trying to hope I get popped, on the streets that I walk,
Not knowing this my block, from morning to dark,
And I do it for the ones, who live without a choice,
I do it for my people that speak without a voice.

[Chorus:]
Sometimes I dream of a life where we're strong,
Where we don't have to find a law of getting along,
But when I see crying, no more pain of getting on,
It's just a dream so I'm living on
Sometimes I dream of a life where we're strong,
Where we don't have to find a law of getting along,
But when I see crying, no more pain of getting on,
It's just a dream so I'm living on
Akenz, Chuckie