Dreamz

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[Intro] I had a dream, I had a dream Dream, dreams, dreams, dreams I had a dream, I had a dream Eastern conferance all stars Tame one rockstar [Verse 1] I had a dream I had my drink in the air Surround by people that cared Making a toast proud of my current affairs Upstairs on the balcony looking down where the fountain be Higher than a mountain be with about an ounce of me People shout for me, but i'm the don that got away I'm conversating with facial expressions cause fans make tapes Money belt around my waist, cameras around my place Blunt smoke surrounds my face Brief cases at the races, aces under my sleeves Uzi's by the jacuzzi for my enemies My lawyers say take it down, laylow I be bubblin, honeys that brain me taste Mö Things happen cause I say so Half the city on my payroll Make up laws, break those [Chrous] This is for the blunted flowers This is for the hundred throwers The tunnel goers The raw dog stomach growers This is for people that's bling-blinging it This is for people thats living it While the rest is just singing it This is for the blunted flowers This is for the hundred throwers The tunnel goers The raw dog stomach growers This is for people that's bling-blinging it This is for people thats living it While the rest is just singing it [Verse 2] I had a dream I had the sixth sense when I rhyme When I was done I saw dead people all the time Killing them softly Cigars like Bill Cosby, rock me The black Sinatra, Niggarace Illing off hydrochloric film Popping multiple pills like painkillers, nothing to feel While you was influenced by the underground I was on the ground under the influence staring you to spit You nuisance not ready for prime time playa Half weak and half wack imatating flava Pseudo fresh fact similies not thrilling me With blahzay blahzay empty threats about killing You couldn't move a drunk with a six pack Thinking you can knock tame off? You can't get that! I'm the next best thing to wrestling Because I smack down rap clowns just for testing Keeping it clean but, like a bunny you left wing Showing my ass like bitches and guestings Gaming like I'm like Sprewell with each detail Instead of beefing for no reason, I move joints retail [Chorus] This is for the hundred throwers This is for the tunnel goers The raw dog stomach growers This is for people thats bling blinging it This is for people thats living it, while the rest is just singing it This is for the hundred throwers The tunnel goers The raw dog stomach growers This is for people thats bling blinging it This is for people thats living it, while the rest is just singing it [Verse 3] Had a dream that I had more static than Channel Two without cable Something ain't right like Outlawz without Fatal Controversial, quote the coms Northern dons, blowing the traum Flowing like some dope in your arm I'll eat the hearts out of your lucky charms box Still supply more milk shit than parmalat The ichiban don mega Razor sharp with my part Connected to the streets like side walks The Ray Liotta of the ghetto goodfellas My graffitti leters make the whole hood jealous You ain't even my caliber I'm more complex than algebra Hot like african with better loose leafs than Canada You's an amature rhyming with mad stamina I'm in the back of ya snapping like cameras Mad comical thinking that you can do what I do When I'm through niggas that signed you won't even find you [Chrous] This is for the hundred throwers This is for the tunnel goers The raw dog stomach growers This is for people thats bling blinging it This is for people thats living it, while the rest is just singing it This is for the hundred throwers This is for the tunnel goers The raw dog stomach growers This is for people thats bling blinging it This is for people thats living it, while the rest is just singing it Outro: While the rest is just singing it This is for people thats living it Daddy reef in it Stretch arm Eastern conferance all stars in it Cause we rock stars baby One night, one night when we layed low I had a dream This is for the hundred throwers This is for the tunnel goers The raw dog stomach growers
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Credits
- Writers
- Tame One
- Rob “Reef” Tewlow