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letra de dollar and a dream - free speech syndicate

it was a cold february morning
even then i knew deep down inside why i was born
all these long years, always stumbling
i think it’s time we rise and put that dollar in our palms
1983, nyc, i was four, a little seed runnin’ ’round with bare feet
on the concrete floor
wash heights, grids apartments
blood sl!cks got thick around saint nicholas
bullets whiz, kids pimpin’ commodore 64s, i was 7 in ’86
that year was so so hard, sso scarred
’cause my mom said that pops was an astronaut
a rocket man, elton john, i hated that f-g
glad he was gone- no, i was sad
i missed my dad and i only had my mom
five years p-ssed and we hippity-hopped our way to zion
with nothing in our hands but food stamps and fire bones
right then i knew that when i grew that i would have my own
it’s 2012- my, where’d the time go
if you subtract thirty-three, see?

all i had is a dollar and a dream
same life and i’m tryna get lifted
still just a dollar in my wallet
dreams drifting like a rocket
all i had is a dollar and a dream
same life and i’m tryna get lifted
still just a dollar in my pocket
sh-t’s okay, i been on this hip-hop tip

let me take you back, project an isolated image
before the wrinkles in time ever crossed my line of scrimmage
caught between a hard place with a rock is just too literal
pinned beneath the curb by a brand-new convertible
taken via helicop, to ensure my heart don’t stop
funny how the life support don’t support your life’s plots
i don’t really dream, i don’t get that luxury
i just call it lucky when i actually get a whole night’s sleep
but if i do, and i’m saying that it does happen
i dream of times without certain declined transactions
newfound interaction, from newfound satisfaction
multiplied by five, my will to survive is still only just a fraction
comprehensive strategy, up-to-date alchemy
call it blasphemy, just ’cause me and my faculty
we learned three things when we left the academy-
a dollar, a dream, and how to keep your sanity

i remember in december, every cold blizzard
through the snow i went to see mj pay a visit
k!lled us with it, jumping from the free line
remember mudsy bogues bein’ taller than the pint-size
the dream team was back when i only had a dime
got a hand-me-down hand-me-down every d-mn time
that i asked for some new chucks
momma had some old change, daddy never had a buck
but well, now i know why
he laid his hat like it’s home, rockin’ lullabies
there’s something inside, deep within side
try and deny and you will see it all blind
imaginating, dollars through my daydreams
figuration, i figured up eight schemes
pause for attack[?] we’re tryna double it to sixteen
then left this life with nothing to lose, call me nig-bean
calling nig-bean
i’m living wild and obscene, like my name was martine
so what you wanna do man?
i’m 25, i still got the same plan
no resignation

- free speech syndicate

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