Dear Lord As we down here, struggle for as long as we know In search of a paradise to touch (my ni**a Johnny J) Dreams are dreams, and reality seems to
don't know if they had any dreams or hopes I had 'em once though, I suppose, to go along With all the ring dancin' Christmas carols on all of the Christmas
what I thought - You don't wanna get checked I'll leave ya wet - So you better show nuff respect [Bizzy:] Crack money, it got me on ringing, ringing
While the stars danced above We would walk by the shore Watch the ships sail away Lovers need nothing more Just a new dream each day So we dreamed of
livin that million dollar dreams My life... yeahhh My life feels just like a dream Chasing cream, I'm a fein Maybe I'll win that lottery Rock diamond rings
will remember When innocence was lost We let our hearts move on So many dreams we thought would last forever Today it doesn't matter All those dreams
(Marius and Cosette lead a wedding procession) CHORUS Ring out the bells Upon this day of days! May all the angels Of the Lord above In jubilation
up, I admit I fucked up but everybody fuck up, now this other nigga lucked up Tellin' me and my clique don't give a fuck Cause um, we from New Orleans, she was from
admit I fucked up But everybody fuck up Now this otha nigga lucked up Telling me and my clic don't give a fuck Cause we from new orleans She was from
.. yo.. As the night close down on the Earth like gray dark rings Light of cities in the nights, destination for Kings with big dreams, like Castro, overthrew Bautista from
dreams, what it means to you red seams, triple beams 40 inch blings, Ill Will the fuckin' team this for my niggas in the Bridge from Queens. Chorus (
born with Godson, tatted on my chest it's permanent The rap Albert Anastasia; you cowards Y'all want the crown from the black power man of Asia Snap out your dreams
"where's my grandkid???" wears a scarf but I see her beauty with it or off don't nobody knows the deal but me and my lord deep thoughts I filling my
are the roots of rhythm And the roots of rhythm remain In early memory Mission music Was ringing 'round my nursery door I said take this child, Lord From
can make U happy baby, over and over again I'm waitin' 4 the phone call, but it just don't ring I'm lookin' 4 a letter or a sign from heaven or anything
I'd discover (yeah) you for me cause girl you are a treasure (yeah) If I was a dream baby here's what I'd do. Allow every good dream you dream to come
of fabrics. I made a transition from the thieves, to the biggest executive Def Jam's ever seen. Only yours dream, Sean John suit and a S. Dot ring, Sean