The Game, Sap, Stat Quo, King Marie - I Just Wanna Be lyrics
[The Game, Sap, Stat Quo, King Marie - I Just Wanna Be lyrics]
So, close
But so, far away
I just wanna be a dreamer
I just wanna be a king
I just wanna give us
I just wanna be me
I just wanna be free
I just wanna be
I just wanna be
I just wanna be
Put on my Dre Beats when I
Don't wanna hear the world talkin'
The walls closing in
The studio feel like a coffin
But I resurrect myself every
Time like I'm Jesus
Rather walk on water in the
Streets niggas dying for Yeezy's
Niggas sleeping outside for them J's
Know how it feel to
Be homeless even if it's just for a day
Some of us bow our heads down when we pray
Some of us bow our heads down so
You can miss us with a stray
I grew up with DeSean let
That young nigga play
Turn to run a slant let
The bullet fly Zimmerman's way
I did it Eminem's way
When I was sitting with Dre
It was Aftermath or die then
Busta told me ride in
Snoop told me if you a dragon
Go spit that fire then
Game of thrones
I made my home inside that lion's den
And all my enemies I don't
Know where to find them
But me I got like nine in
The son of Maya Angelou and Martin Luther
But my daddy was a crackhead
My mom was a booster
Born in the belly of Medusa with the
Killers and the three time losers
These cops pursue us, thug gangs recruit us
To
Carry on some torch, they were taught
Would improve us
As the system maneuvers
They just feed us manure
They living in paradise
We shoot it out in the sewer
I call myself Stat to remind myself
Not to be a statistic
As the kush get twisted
My consciousness get lifted
We party with devils
Digging graves with dull shovels
Diamonds on my bezel my grind
On some other level
I'm subtle but won't settle
All black clothes
They say Stat you too ghetto
My pen wrapped in turbans
My bombs, bass and treble
Fell asleep in hell
I woke up living my dreams
I'm a rebel
I just wanna be a
Dreamer, I see all these things
With my eyes closed
Woke up to reality, actually in fly clothes
Life is such a gamble
I'm proof that the odds roll
So anything we planning we do it colossal
Hurt people that I know was dreamers
Which means that just makes my grind meaner
Let me turn my rhymes into a
Time machine and remind the people
How dope these lines can be when
You're tryna reach the higher league
You seem to bleed through the
Soul to the choir speakers
I am preaching
To the younger nigga I used to be
And usually it's just inspiration that
You can use to be
Bigger than the world in a world
Where you are user free
But still you live off of so much
More than what you used to see
But who the fuck am I kidding
This shit is even new to me
(word)
I got with Game, I got in the game, and I
Could chew a piece of
This fresh cooked filet
I could eat it every day
But I swear this the beginning
I be dreaming every day
But so, far away
I just wanna be a dreamer
I just wanna be a king
I just wanna give us
I just wanna be me
I just wanna be free
I just wanna be
I just wanna be
I just wanna be
Put on my Dre Beats when I
Don't wanna hear the world talkin'
The walls closing in
The studio feel like a coffin
But I resurrect myself every
Time like I'm Jesus
Rather walk on water in the
Streets niggas dying for Yeezy's
Niggas sleeping outside for them J's
Know how it feel to
Be homeless even if it's just for a day
Some of us bow our heads down when we pray
Some of us bow our heads down so
You can miss us with a stray
I grew up with DeSean let
That young nigga play
Turn to run a slant let
The bullet fly Zimmerman's way
I did it Eminem's way
When I was sitting with Dre
It was Aftermath or die then
Busta told me ride in
Snoop told me if you a dragon
Go spit that fire then
Game of thrones
I made my home inside that lion's den
And all my enemies I don't
Know where to find them
But me I got like nine in
The son of Maya Angelou and Martin Luther
But my daddy was a crackhead
My mom was a booster
Born in the belly of Medusa with the
Killers and the three time losers
These cops pursue us, thug gangs recruit us
To
Carry on some torch, they were taught
Would improve us
As the system maneuvers
They just feed us manure
They living in paradise
We shoot it out in the sewer
I call myself Stat to remind myself
Not to be a statistic
As the kush get twisted
My consciousness get lifted
We party with devils
Digging graves with dull shovels
Diamonds on my bezel my grind
On some other level
I'm subtle but won't settle
All black clothes
They say Stat you too ghetto
My pen wrapped in turbans
My bombs, bass and treble
Fell asleep in hell
I woke up living my dreams
I'm a rebel
I just wanna be a
Dreamer, I see all these things
With my eyes closed
Woke up to reality, actually in fly clothes
Life is such a gamble
I'm proof that the odds roll
So anything we planning we do it colossal
Hurt people that I know was dreamers
Which means that just makes my grind meaner
Let me turn my rhymes into a
Time machine and remind the people
How dope these lines can be when
You're tryna reach the higher league
You seem to bleed through the
Soul to the choir speakers
I am preaching
To the younger nigga I used to be
And usually it's just inspiration that
You can use to be
Bigger than the world in a world
Where you are user free
But still you live off of so much
More than what you used to see
But who the fuck am I kidding
This shit is even new to me
(word)
I got with Game, I got in the game, and I
Could chew a piece of
This fresh cooked filet
I could eat it every day
But I swear this the beginning
I be dreaming every day