Dream, dream, dream, dream Dream, dream, dream, dream When I feel blue in the night I want you to hold me tight Whenever I want you All I have to do
Traduction: Cat Power. Dreams.
backtrack and try to act black and live Not to be phony and positive but why be negative? What's the matter G? Black cat got your tongue Fat track gotcha
(Cat Stevens, Milton Nascimento) Midnight come, colors are melting White moon shivering on the sea Like a ghost up to the mountain Wax Queen will carry
's all in where they scatter Tells you what the future holds Oh, she lived up on the mountain Eleven miles or so from town With a one-eyed cat named
(feat. Cat Power) I know you belong To somebody new But tonight you belong to me Although we're apart You are a part of my heart But tonight you belong
The Millenium drives up, rimes and my blinds ya eyes temporarily Nas and Mega be heavily armed for felony, John you could never see The next fat cat of
symptoms And if you know this, you won't skip fame But you will gain wisdom, and wisdom gains power Don't let your life go sour over power (Chorus)
that I dream You can't take away from me 'Cause life is like a slide show Verse 2 (T.I.) 'Cause when I look back at a fly young cat Who could rap with
hot dogs and pick up the cat bitch The powder is packed in the straw, Sammy claim he like chowder Nostrils are allowed to scream white power Overdose
selectin' my infinite power claim and reign through intellect Fly on a jumbo jet to tibet, meet my queen in between All about livin' dreams in a tropical
dream You can't take away from me 'Cause life is like a slide show 'Cause when I look back at a fly young cat Who could rap with a dream, look where
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't sure but now I know it's the way Like, if I get caught I'ma pay illegal life, livin' trife, what can I say Gettin' bent, million dollar dream, Hennessee
I call it survival, you call it a sin Damn, I got a story to tell Yeah, I got a story to tell I know this nigga named Shaheim, an old school cat Did
a dream 'bout an angel on the beach And the perfect waves are starting to come His hair is flying out in ribbons of gold And his touch has got the power
