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letra de dream big - rubix thahumancube

[intro]
yeah. yeah. rubix. ok

[verse 1]
you mean that i could. have
caviar on a regular
used to drive a cab, now i’m running cellulars
igbo boy i used to hang my boots around my neck
sign for blues, big cheques, now my life’s set
silver haired afro, bet they know it’s me
n-bel laureate, all because my poetry
born in las gidi, now im miss world
all my p-ss poor people that’s who this for
don’t think im talking ‘bout the rubix. you’re clueless
if you do, rewind the track you’ll see that im just spitting clues
and talking ‘bout some greats. some who made a name
the ones who paved a way and got the fame amidst the hate
the ones who flexing on ‘em real heavy
im talking heavy like obese accounts. money long like spaghetti
spoil my people like i should family living good
what they would’a spoke, if my dreams could

[hook]
if my dreams could
if my dreams could
d-mn. i wish my dreams could
yea. if my dreams could
speak some wisdom. into my soul
the criticisms, could never be whole
self-esteem. self-belief
self-motivation. self-made

[verse 2]
huh! by the way
rubix never feeling like a rookie
2 years screaming and demanding for my cream and cookies
over 3 decades but i baked the cake with perfect timing
rubix a ruby shining it was all a dream now i feel like big juicy rhyming
no be who first come. im like move behinds us
its alarming how im serving dudes new reminders
liz asked me why i don’t subscribe to flashy ways
no wonder n-gg-s think you broke when you getting paid
biggie biggie biggie do it bigger than the b-m on iggy
imma keep it litty till the whole entire nation feel me
till im paid silly, till my name is made of 80 millies
till the radio know my vocals more than willie willie
spit fire blood sweat tears mean im getting higher
do this ish so effortless with more voices than the choir
till the heavens hear me till i shut the stage with thunder sound
till my tracks go everywhere like freaking london underground

[verse 3]
im searching for where dreams meet reality
hop on a shooting star, and take selfies round the galaxy
i’ve dreamed dreams about dreams about green and cream
reality’s a fallacy, or at least it seems
how is mans supposed to dream when he don’t get no sleep?
one day you working hard next moment yo your caskets deep
feel like drizzy when he was so far gone
my mind is getting brittle, i dream too big y’all think little
every line is dope, like the c-ke on tony’s office table
mr. president you need the phonies off your label
check the resume, i deserve some accolades
mad how i paint with clarity to my insanity
ruthless with my target, im filthy with the rhymes
ronaldo on my goals you know im messi when its time
rubix shooting shots everybody catching strays
a freaking predator, all i want is preys (praise)

[outro]
im self made. im self made

- rubix thahumancube

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