Wanna live my dreams This is the last chance to make it, I gotta do something With my life today 'Cause I been doing this music thing for so long it seems that Something's gotta give If I'ma stay on this long road to success With the music I play So I just gotta be strong and keep moving on with it
I'm not just a dreamer, I'm an intellectual coal mine With refined rhymes like diamonds that shine On the daily I grind, grit my teeth and push mountains full of words With a pen to make you see clearly my troubles All of my trifles the pressures that try to stifle If life was holding a rifle to my head, my last thoughts would be Simply to let my music reach to every country Where scholars will translate it on scrolls and archive it Where students in the classrooms of history relive it Relive it, Because I write the words and I give it away After it leaves my hand to the ink on the papyrus And after I been on the stage and let the lyric fathom bust It all belongs to y'all, that's all end of story on it Dropping like a bomb on the planet it's the verbal atomic Aloe Blacc remember me as enemy or friend However you want, it doesn't really matter in the end
They say it's gonna stop Got people telling me I'm wasting my time and that Hip Hop's going away I don't believe it though all my life I seen it grow so I Don't believe a word That I be hearing from all the haters and perpetrators So everything they say Is just a bucket lies to get me out the way
This is my life's work, my contribution as a public speaker With knowledge to share and thoughts to digest One of the freshest in the land of the west While most niggaz measure success with the ice on they chest I measure it with message and who spit it the best Follow the quest like I'm the last man searching for a companion Because when I'm dead and gone my books will still be standing From my arial approach landing, seeing it all Still waiting for the so-called stars to fall Out of the polluted skies full of California dreams People running at full speed and running out of the steam A sparkling gleam in the eye of hopeful brothas wanting to eat More than just the regular lunch meat, we trying to feast On the fruits of the earth and give generous But really men are just animals and like cannibals we been in lust To see another man hit the dust (dust, dust)
Can't nobody tell me what to do, 'cause I am gonna do what I want to do This is just my way of life and I am gonna live it for me not youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
