Specifics - Dreams lyrics

Graveyard shift, as the crickets make chitter
At the driving range, with a full damn twixer
And a chick named Lindsay Lohan
With me on this slow jam
Paint it like a picture
Grass stained pants getting dropped
Like a no talent bitch from her label
Hold hands in the cold sprinkler under space
Gold, taste lotus famous naked ho fades away
Slow replaced with digital cassette tapes
Rollin, little more rigid to
Embrace though original
Listen for existence of the
Soul in the rhythmical feel it and say so
Wait ninety-eight mighty laid in the cove
The crack crib is swimming with underage kids
Laid back running my Jib
When the raid came rapping with rick
Aka abtin we stayed lampin till a cat aimed
A laser at the captain he came out his face
We dashed in the whip and escape


On the lost highway like skate, skate
Change place sittin up solo at Little
Cates and scrape whistle
From the old gates when the wind blow
Shake, tremble, tremolo, dissembled
My mental only present in the vessel
Of a ghostly or spectral
Attendee, then the scene met me
Recognize me, Mike, Echo on the wet beach
With a trifecta of beefs, in sweats, tees
Heat weather
Must been set in a better season
For summer steez
Wanna hug him but my steps touch nothing
And the breath not coming from my speech
Guess I must just watch, dumb clockin Echo
In the flesh, when it clicked and I said yo
"You shouldn't be here" then, giddy with fear
Tempted to giggle and give him
Three cheers didn't reach ears
But he turned to stare back as if aware that
Undercover spy hoverin he laughed
From the other side
Son I was affixed in his sight
Shuddering, his eyes was the color of night
He beckoned
But where he go I couldn't follow
To a better tomorrow to a better tomorrow

Yo I feel like I might fall
Like I might not be able to awaken
And like the night call
They keep saying my name
G, it ain't a dream, it's your life waning

First there was nothing
Just puffing in the wings once pacing
Waiting for the stagefront rushing
Racing and picking my brains to
Think of page lengths
Or lyrics and and hearing my
Name ringin the beer
Is on the House Exchange pounds with
Twyson and Goser both help me
To show em' how LP roll now
If it's no crowd, throat not healthy
Or low sound fidelity
The hell with celebrity i hope it goes well
Now the season switch up like the
Color of leaves from trees
Suddenly I'm seated in bitch thundering speed
Sub tweeters buzzing the deep kicks
The team 6 stuffed in a whip
Destination is the question I guess
Never the less we puff and recognize
Second cousins of the clique, live insider's
Brother sir valiant and marc, well
It's heart spellin out my heart but you
Can start it with the LR
I wonder why I never tell her how I felt and
As the car fell apart, my cells disembark
It's just marks fading
Names carved in the bark
With a sharp blade shine dulling
Every line aging in the park pine numbing
A mind state of mine dark
Time running like blood through my veins
And the stars wink one by one
They extinguish as the sun rise
Till the day comes when it's done why?
Am I struggling so hard to
Roll large stones high
Up a steep road to touch skies
Far above from my gloves, arms are tired
My eyes shut
Seeing much sharper in my sleep
And lie clutchin blanket
Armor hangin in the chill
Breeze and transform within
A ill dream into a shank tip
Just language, slang to the anguish
It's just something for you to
Bang when you languish
At last I saw a comet, flash from beyond this
Overcast mass and I'll be on it
And that's the ticket
Ride upon the brilliance of your wish
And split skies get it to the limit (yeah)
That's the ticket
Ride upon the brilliance of a
Wish, and split sky get it to the limit
(to the limit)

Yo I feel like I might fall
Like I might not be able to awaken
And like the night call
They keep saying my name
G, it ain't a dream, it's your life waning