Yeah...it's been a long time coming y'all... We dreamin' big...(it's the anthem)... it's Group 1
Yo since the first time this little boy picked up a mic I've been dreaming for the day that you would hear it and like Every word that I spit hoping you could relate To every pain that I've been feeling since I came out the gate Used to dream about making it a six-figure deal To show this world that this life that I've been living is real When I make it I'm gonna do everything that I've promised By remaining honest and praise to my God I'll pay homage Take my parents out the stress that they've known all they life And pay all of their bills never gotta work till they die No more asking for extensions to avoid late fees And no more late nights crying by their bed on their knees No buying food on credit cause we're lacking the funds No more wondering where all of this money will come from God will see me to the day when these words breathe life And manifest the very faith that I continue to write
[Chorus:] A young kid growing up it was hard to adapt The world didn't love me so I started to rap it's cause... I...I have a dream, I...I have a dream Late nights all alone steady feeling confused I took a look at my life ain't got nothing to lose it's cause... I...I have a dream, I...I have a dream
A young girl growing up it was hard to adapt I felt like every other girl was given life with a map They seemed to know where they were going I didn't know jack, I had to play it cool never let them see where I'm at But baby girl got tired, and I would never see my daddy All the boys were liars, and they were always getting at me You see I tried hard to remove all the scars But I could never see my dreams they were always too far Dreams of being free dreams of being able to sing I dreamt a man loved me cause I wasn't scared to be me I saw a life where every woman had respect for herself And every little girl would run and ask her mommy for help I'm not afraid to write a song that exposes my pain I lived my life backwards so when it poured it rained But I got through the weather now I'm changing the game And dreaming remains the source of everything we proclaim
A young buck only knee high With thoughts of reaching the sky Rocked ball caps but knew My crown was a king size A product of my father's labor And my mother's reprise To keep my eyes past the Blue collar and live wise I can't lie, I thought of what it would be like If I compromise Walk a lie Spit death instead of life Choose to cross the line Keep a foot on both sides But the dream is too large For it to be hid inside My kid's seeds will inherit daddies dreams Daddies dreams of never having to hustle for the green Or being a slave to mans work Just to meet their needs And mami and papi Will reap the harvest of my deeds I paint a path for a generation to come No longer a peasant or slave Your own kingdom I scream freedom And let it echo through the slums Rise up pump your fist And march to the pace of the drumTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
