Dream Killa

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[Intro: Salam Wreck] (Wreck!) [Verse 1: Proof] This is me dawg, this ain't no E talking Deep thoughts in my dreams, plea bargain, I know we see often The Tyson, then hammers, the lights and the cameras So-called friends scramble when your life's pretty jammed up My wrists fight with handcuffs, my soul held hostage These jail bars are symbolic of dispelled knowledge It's hell's hot, his thoughts of semen birthed an idol when we started dreaming I wish you could feel my heart is beating And part the reason I'm this far because of Marshall I was impartial to skin or hair follicles I didn't care, no obstacle's too big I can't believe Head lost his head, now I'm heading to the booth to be Proof Nothing less, something else got these leeches Teaching me freedom is everything Derty Harry brings justice to moochers Proof just big-hearted with the passion to form art These clowns take advantage of my start, take advantage of opportunity So stop pursuing me, you devils will not ruin me God, who is he? Show his face, know his place Slow the pace, coldest ray, motive: rage, old and raised, damn I miss the golden days [Hook x2: Proof] Sometimes I feel that no one is real And some on my team are single-handedly killing my dreams [Verse 2: Proof] I only been Proof since '88 and was Living Proof A testimony of truth what I'm giving you So from '89 to now, I struggle with rap Met Em, D12, had kids, got Bugz on the tat Loving my past But now I'm flooded with evils like the drugs of my dad, I wasn't as bad As I recall before D12 hit, I was headed to Hell man Fucking around with Delvin Did a tail spin when Snook got took, when Bugz got done At night I'm thinking to myself, "Damn, am I the next one?" Look in the mirror, my mental's deep I let this info leak, as a man I feel incomplete I'm confused, I'm sobering, fuck a pill now Oh I got it, pass the brew, give me a pill now! And what's real, while in Austin, I lost it for a lady friend named Adrian Co' lens, no friends But Dolo sold though, is my solo fo' mo' dough? Or to unleash demons? Seeming to me and myself, my wealth, my health, I'm breathing To even the sco' of these Execs With publishing checks of musical Vet's that's in unusual debts Confusing the rest, my nigga, shit we losing the best! 'Pac and B.I.G.! If I could live the right life, I'd invite Christ, I know you all could, it's not all good! My dreams are choked, the king is woke I fiend for reality like fiends for dope (Dope) (*Ahem*) Let me clean my throat I fiend for reality like fiends for dope [Hook x2: Proof] Sometimes I feel that no one is real And some on my team are single-handedly killing my dreams
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- Proof