letra de dreams (dreams and nightmare's remix) [intro] - threezy
i had a dream one night
so i decided to chase it
came to the realization
life is what you make it
told myself imma make it
lotta people be hatin’
but i know better than to listen they imagination be vacant
they sittin round complacent
lazy callin me crazy
to them all is say is
i saw an opportunity so i had to take it
you want your dream job well you gotta create it
they say the virtue is patience
but i’m tired of waiting
now i’m creating art like mozart had painted
like basquiat sang it
like pic-sso be banging
my sh-t so artistic i got mona lisa waving
so f-ckin crazy
i got the sahara desert rainin
the pacific evaporatin’
truth be what i’m statin’
my career on plan
right now i’m leavin the station
i got the whole world like god d-mn
and i got god’s hand round my neck
f-ck satan
he won’t never get my check
he won’t never get my life
he won’t ever have me wrecked
cuz i’m my own messiah
and you should be too
this is straight biblical ironic that imma jew
demons all on the news
trying to change our views
change of perspectives cool just as long as you don’t lose you
believe in yourself that’s all you need
other people will see and might get they minds in sync…
so i guess i be a leader
follow me in my sneakers
i’m talkin to all the dreamers
f-ck all of the reapers
we gon k!ll em all so make sure you pack your heater!
my dogs i’mma feed ’em
fresh meat keep it seasoned
you know it’s threezy season
so i don’t play no defense
this sh-t a straight attack
they say i’m whack but they can go and laugh
imma release my wrath
rep my city on my cap
put the team all on my back
no time for all the cr-p
rollin’ round in my hatchback
y’all try’n not react
y’all act like f-ckin clowns
cuz you know i’m where it’s at
i be after that crown
so i be rappin till i get that
(woah)
yall thought i was gonna back down?
look at this cracker rap now
wwe with the track
that’s a smack down!
white as a ghost but i bet yall can see me now
bet you hear me now
now i f-ckin run the town
build it up to tear it down!
fill my lungs to clear it out
bumpin so loud
bout to pull a f-ckin tendon in my neck
your brain can’t compute this you gon need some higher tech
you gon need to look in the mirror just to get yourself in check
and soon i be writing checks
b-tches they be wet
that ain’t been my goal but in this life that’s what you get
riches on my wrist
choppers i got clips
semi-automatic but every shots a f-ckin hit
wanna blow ’em off but gotta save some for the end
and that that i’m hot we can finally begin….
it’s threezy season b-tch
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