the sea of dream I can't see what is coming I can't see what is real Now I'm crossing to the other side Why must we die Dream will take my soul away
say Something that I never thought I would Was to open hearted and now I see I regret you meant something to me With stream of life my dreams will flow
I reach calm man, calm man, my nigga This is hard times, like its so much gun smoke and see the stars shine We living on dreams but is they coming true
to get out, headed back to the south, where everything is gentle. and i stayed for a couple weeks more, all the weather reports said it would be snow for sure, but the storm
her thigh & death smiled) We have assembled inside this ancient & insane theatre To propagate our lust for life & flee the swarming wisdom of the streets The barns are stormed
of roses to dream in as petals descend which crowd around your golden pillow where every rainbow ends the rainbow ends the rainbow must end our south
[Verse 1: Pressure] It's the calm before the storm that sends that feeling to my frontal lobe As thunder roams the sky at night I see shelter at [? ]
Or I'm wasting the fabric I don't feel greater To my plush pieces 'Cause you to suck your teeth So mean-mugging on my clean-thugging Mean nothing Women dream
Michele] Hip-Hop - it will never die Hip-Hop - Hip-Hop will never, never die [Verse 1: Nas] Ghetto niggaz struttin' with nothin' but dreams and Queens
been your friend Perfect love is like a blossom that fades so quick When it's blowing up a storm in May Travel south until your skin turns, woman Travel south
give me back her touch I don't ask for much, but I fucked up I know I fucked up, I admit I fucked up, but everybody fucks up Now this southern nigga lucked
Dawg Bill get it like good bill Im make it rain in the South I make it pour P. Millers on the feet you aint catchin at the store (no) I never grab but
a dream late last night The water was running low And my fields were on fire burning my sky How was I to know That I burn every night in my dreams And
Intro: Yeah I'ma get this one off for Eighty Seven Street South side of Chicago Chicago everywhere check it It's like c'mon y'all get live get down
Niggaz funny, first they get your numbers Then want to shout you See you gettin' money Now they want the guns to come out you We see we all be havin' dreams
had to get out Headed back to the south, where everything is gentler And I stayed for a couple weeks more All the weather reports said it would be snow for sure But the storm
play If it's one of mine, you have to sit and relax And max and prepare to hear funky tracks And the lyrical storm 'cause when it rains it pours Into retail stores
