Dream Baby

Lyrics

[Verse 1: J.R] Yo, look, your lowest points in life gon' take you higher Just scoop 'em up like ground balls Determines how seasoned you are, that shit a groundhog I found all the fame is the price if I kept my sound raw 'Cause when you spit the truth They be eager to turn your sound off So I'm screaming this gospel, the time's proper, align chakras 'Cause God ain't acknowledge them Our Fathers I was getting more anonymous tips than crime stoppers Clown stop it, I don't want y'all suggestions so why bother The price dropping on souls, these niggas selling cheap You telling me that I can win if I lose my self esteem That shit is like a shot to the foot, Eddie and Della Reese When walking in the shoes of a giant, you tend to smell the feet I swear I'd rather be poor than be degraded People praising all these trash ass rappers they deem amazing Think I'm hating, listen to 'em what are they even saying Sweet talk is cool 'til you start seeing your teeth decaying Just keep creating what the homie told me If you don't agree with the faggot shit they pull They call you homophobic But when it's cops killing niggas it ain't as much commotion That's promoting violence, I been notice, so what's the motive? Respect the message, I just share the lessons Rare projections, the wisdom will keep you level headed 'Cause life will test you before you can even get the lectures And show you things about yourself that you can't even question [Chorus: Ransom] They telling us to dream, baby Don't believe what's on that screen, baby And when you don't they make you seem crazy Just stay asleep and... Yeah, they telling us to dream, baby Don't believe what's on that screen, baby And when you don't they make you seem crazy Just stay asleep and dream, baby [Verse 2: Ransom] Listen, there's no cure for living We said it's the last straw But then no straws were given, I'm so called a villain 'Cause back in '99, there were no qualms for killing Ignorance is defined when there's no wrong decisions Man, I'm in the game where there's no strong divisions Two or three good players with no thoughts of winning Your flow soft as linen Approach y'all with venom Bullets with names on 'em, like postcards we send 'em (blaow!) I wrote y'all the ending I kill half of these coons that most of y'all defending I see through your facade And I know y'all pretending Larenz Tate pace, but I'm O-Dog with vengeance A one man gang, homie, and then some I made gangland without actually being in one A big deal, nah But contractually might be in one So what's the outcome of you asking me where's the income? Huh Make the money, that's when the sins come They think it's funny that niggas been dumb We seen before from niggas who wanna live Like how did Puff escape them killers riding in front of B.I.G.? Shady deals sealed with head nods Corny bloggers doing the Feds jobs Niggas in comments helping the case load Wish Tax didn't go to that venue, niggas be safe though [Chorus: Ransom] They telling us to dream, baby Don't believe what's on that screen, baby And when you don't they make you seem crazy Just stay asleep and... Yeah, they telling us to dream, baby Don't believe what's on that screen, baby And when you don't they make you seem crazy Just stay asleep and dream, baby