N.O.R.E., ¡MAYDAY!, Tech N9ne - Dreaming lyrics
Tech N9ne [Aaron Dontez Yates] Kansas City, Missouri, U.S. 🇺🇸
[N.O.R.E., ¡MAYDAY!, Tech N9ne - Dreaming lyrics]
Dreaming, but I don't think
That I'mma sleep tonight
I'm living the dream and
This just can't be life
See, I've been waking on the cold nights
Half a pack left, poor life
Try to grab us while we roll dice
Scatter, back to the block in an hour
Just 'bout time to change
Clothes and a shower
Set up shop by the dope head
Her-oin stashed in the Pro-Ked
Gun by the moped
Fingerprints in the last weapon I threw away
So while you away, 9 to 5 to a day
I will us-ua lay, lay by the basement store
Sling raw by the barber shop
Jerry's getting cut, stash my work there
As long as gave Jerry a cut
I could work there
Okay, feel asleep and half awake
Trying to direct but now I
Feel I'm at the matinee
Look mom, I'm on the screen
Don't mean to beat the pack away
So I can share the meaning of get
Up and get the lap relayed relayed, relayed
Get me to give me the cash I made
Dippin' you into a relaxin' place
Let me just get out my pack and pray
To the gods of my private little dream scape
I see you sleeping on so
Long even the sheep skate
Each break, each melody causes
All the jealous folks to relish
Those who readily rock shit
Knock, knock, get ready to drop kick
The hands of time then rewind it
Right when the clock ticks
I cry, nobody listenin'
Cause a baller let a baller ball
And his bottom he brought him
But a brawler was smaller
Bombing better up his body blitzin
I'll abolish him
It's bothering it's about Benjamin's product
Get bottom pimpin' just borrowing
Just ballin' 'bition
I annihilated Molly, no longer dilated
I fly away
It seems high away this is how I made it
I get violent, when mine is spend on the IRS
To silence somethin' crying
I get too sick to try and make it
Man I'm dreamin', I can't believe it
Makin' it hella hella but everybody need it
I feed it
To so many sources 'til I'm depleted
Feelin' I'm really beat up with greed
I can't conceive it
Can't be pursuit of happiness had me
Writing in classrooms
Falling asleep, only to block assholes
Grew up a crash test dummy, no fastener
Father was gone so long
She called me bastard!
Faster, pussycat! Ain't no slowing down!
Dreamt myself in a corner in
Order to make it out
Shout iMAYDAY! now! Get faded now!
Ink on my fingers
Dead ringer for the singer but I'm Bernz
While they sleep straight 'till they urns
Brown liquor in my stomach
Making my chest burn
They heard, I count sheep for four mo'
Fucka, got a message from Noreaga
Said "Wake 'em up, brother" Alarm Clock
That I'mma sleep tonight
I'm living the dream and
This just can't be life
See, I've been waking on the cold nights
Half a pack left, poor life
Try to grab us while we roll dice
Scatter, back to the block in an hour
Just 'bout time to change
Clothes and a shower
Set up shop by the dope head
Her-oin stashed in the Pro-Ked
Gun by the moped
Fingerprints in the last weapon I threw away
So while you away, 9 to 5 to a day
I will us-ua lay, lay by the basement store
Sling raw by the barber shop
Jerry's getting cut, stash my work there
As long as gave Jerry a cut
I could work there
Okay, feel asleep and half awake
Trying to direct but now I
Feel I'm at the matinee
Look mom, I'm on the screen
Don't mean to beat the pack away
So I can share the meaning of get
Up and get the lap relayed relayed, relayed
Get me to give me the cash I made
Dippin' you into a relaxin' place
Let me just get out my pack and pray
To the gods of my private little dream scape
I see you sleeping on so
Long even the sheep skate
Each break, each melody causes
All the jealous folks to relish
Those who readily rock shit
Knock, knock, get ready to drop kick
The hands of time then rewind it
Right when the clock ticks
I cry, nobody listenin'
Cause a baller let a baller ball
And his bottom he brought him
But a brawler was smaller
Bombing better up his body blitzin
I'll abolish him
It's bothering it's about Benjamin's product
Get bottom pimpin' just borrowing
Just ballin' 'bition
I annihilated Molly, no longer dilated
I fly away
It seems high away this is how I made it
I get violent, when mine is spend on the IRS
To silence somethin' crying
I get too sick to try and make it
Man I'm dreamin', I can't believe it
Makin' it hella hella but everybody need it
I feed it
To so many sources 'til I'm depleted
Feelin' I'm really beat up with greed
I can't conceive it
Can't be pursuit of happiness had me
Writing in classrooms
Falling asleep, only to block assholes
Grew up a crash test dummy, no fastener
Father was gone so long
She called me bastard!
Faster, pussycat! Ain't no slowing down!
Dreamt myself in a corner in
Order to make it out
Shout iMAYDAY! now! Get faded now!
Ink on my fingers
Dead ringer for the singer but I'm Bernz
While they sleep straight 'till they urns
Brown liquor in my stomach
Making my chest burn
They heard, I count sheep for four mo'
Fucka, got a message from Noreaga
Said "Wake 'em up, brother" Alarm Clock