[Chorus 1] They gossipin, it runs the city, they don’t know who watchin them When they comin to get me, so I hit the block and bend Do about 60, and I put my glocks to them, like blaow blaow blaow
[Verse 1] Im fittin to get on this TV and put shit down I aint finna let these lights skinned niggaz come back in style Im finna turn to this class clown, should be crazy deep They told my momma I was bipolar had A.D.D. I told em, w-what I wanna do, I wanna be a baller The dream spoilers are for ya Hatin on you to they mans on the corners Old folks said he‘d never make it off the corner They are the virus that corrupts the soul They are the cubic zirconia inside the 10 karat gold That get green on ya, when you get green on em You gotta wash ya hands of em, get clean on em Somebody told success is the best revenge So they gon be fucked up when you do ya thing on em Now hold ya plaques high, like who woulda thought And tell em, eh-hem, thank you for your no support
[Chorus 2] They are the dreamkillers, they the dreamkillers Who know a dream, they are the dream (killer Norman Bates) They the dreamkillers, they the dreamkillers, dream They are the dream (killer Norman Bates)
[Verse 2] Now how you gonna talk about the way I spend my money Everybody say it with me now, it’s my money And they know they hatin, but what they don’t know is They are my motivation, they are my inspiration Cuz we the leaders, and they the followers And we the nut busters, and they the swallowers They are the rumors, they are the lies We are the shit dog, and they the flies How you gon tell me how to live my life And you can’t even get your own shit tight, right They are the misery that loves company Cuz that comfortable corporate job can’t comfort me Told em I finished school, and I started my own business They said “Oh you graduated?” No I decided I was finished Chasin yall dreams and what you got planned Now I spit it so hot you got tanned And they hate on your relationship, then break your marriage up Can’t kill ya dreams so they assassinate your character Do anything to downplay ya or embarrass ya Come around wit ya but they aint down wit ya They the dreamkillers
[Verse 3] And I’m through spittin these rappers my most heartfelt flow They be like “That’s cool, you got some beats for me tho” Oh I get it, you wanna be Snoop and Dr. Dre But don’t nobody give a FUCK what you got to say Anyway what you finna rap about? You never sold crack out ya house or put a gat to a mouth Or put ya fist to ya spouse, so how you gon move the crowd? I bet a thousand that you get booed out I even heard that they even takin wages in jail They bet ten boxes of cigarettes that I’m finna fail Second you talk about me, they be like “Peace” This nigga came from the Chi, moved to the east You gotta kill at least one person at least Or we’ll evict you from the rap game, cancel your lease How you go to New York, what you aint never took a tour there? What you aint know you gotta be rich just to be poor there? The dreamkillersTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
