Ransom, J.R. - Dream Baby lyrics

Yo, look, your lowest points in life
Gon' take you higher
Just scoop 'em up like ground balls
Determines how seasoned you are
That shit a groundhog
I found all the fame is the price
If I kept my sound raw
'Cause when you spit the truth
They be eager to turn your sound off
So I'm screaming this gospel
The time's proper, align chakras
'Cause God ain't acknowledge
Them Our Fathers
I was getting more anonymous
Tips than crime stoppers clown stop it
I don't want y'all suggestions
So why bother the price dropping on souls
These niggas selling cheap
You telling me that I can win
If I lose my self esteem
That shit is like a shot to the foot
Eddie and Della Reese
When walking in the shoes of a giant
You tend to smell the feet
I swear I'd rather be poor than be degraded
People praising all these trash ass
Rappers they deem amazing think I'm hating
Listen to 'em what are they even saying
Sweet talk is cool 'til you
Start seeing your teeth decaying
Just keep creating what the homie told me
If you don't agree with the
Faggot shit they pull
They call you homophobic
But when it's cops killing niggas
It ain't as much commotion
That's promoting violence, I been notice
So what's the motive?
Respect the message, I just share the lessons
Rare projections
The wisdom will keep you level headed
'Cause life will test you before you
Can even get the lectures
And show you things about yourself
That you can't even question

They telling us to dream, baby
Don't believe what's on that screen, baby
And when you don't they make you seem crazy
Just stay asleep and
Yeah, they telling us to dream, baby
Don't believe what's on that screen, baby
And when you don't they make you seem crazy
Just stay asleep and dream, baby

Listen, there's no cure for living
We said it's the last straw
But then no straws were given
I'm so called a villain
'Cause back in '99
There were no qualms for killing
Ignorance is defined when there's
No wrong decisions
Man, I'm in the game where
There's no strong divisions
Two or three good players with
No thoughts of winning
Your flow soft as linen
Approach y'all with venom
Bullets with names on 'em
Like postcards we send 'em (blaow)
I wrote y'all the ending
I kill half of these coons
That most of y'all defending
I see through your facade
And I know y'all pretending
Larenz Tate pace
But I'm O-Dog with vengeance
A one man gang, homie, and then some
I made gangland without actually being in one
A big deal, nah
But contractually might be in one
So what's the outcome of you asking
Me where's the income? Huh
Make the money, that's when the sins come
They think it's funny that niggas been dumb
We seen before from niggas who wanna live
Like how did Puff escape them killers
Riding in front of BIG?
Shady deals sealed with head nods
Corny bloggers doing the Feds jobs
Niggas in comments helping the case load
Wish Tax didn't go to that venue
Niggas be safe though

They telling us to dream, baby
Don't believe what's on that screen, baby
And when you don't they make you seem crazy
Just stay asleep and
Yeah, they telling us to dream, baby
Don't believe what's on that screen, baby
And when you don't they make you seem crazy
Just stay asleep and dream, baby