The Jacka, Ampichino, Zion I - Dream lyrics
[The Jacka, Ampichino, Zion I - Dream lyrics]
I guess I revived the scene
They finally realize who’s king
I remind them so much of
Who they supposed to be
The best time I ever had in my life was free
Grabbed the mic on the
Stage ripped the crowd
Errybody was amazed then look at me now
Even though I’m older I still
Helped my little niggas spout
Prayed for a change in the hood but
(it was all a dream)
I used to spray AR magazines on the block
Where it's hot serving crack to fiends
Looking at high beams, running from sireans
The mob ain’t no team we’re a fucking machine
Regime, Treal Shottaz, Devilz Rejectz
All through traffic with a mac in da p-jects
Fuck da boy, we did it off the muscle
Fake thugs I’m Ray Luv "Forever Hustlin’"
We came from nuttin to sumthin
I gave my niggas the script to keep bumpin
Let the Feds get on your dick
They keep dumpin think you’re slick
Try’n to get nigga rich like Mr drummond
You can get what you want no problem-o
Drive up and get served right
Through your car window
You can cop like Carl Winslow
Come up short and you’re gonna get
Popped with a four nickel
Wake me up if I’m dreaming
I’m about to go crazy
Look at what the world made me
Where’s the dreams I keep chasing
Yeah, It was all a dream
Cooking crack knocked it off I’m a fiend
Dope drived from the lean
Ghost ride in my beam
Bounce in gank up outside of a thing
She said "I go
I know I’m on but thanks anyways"
"Matter of fact
Where you stay? I got plans for you"
You a do everything that I tell you to
Let’s get rich fuck everything
You’ve been though
I’m in the hood all the time
Tryna leave here too
You’re about to lose your mind
Trying to be here though
Big dreams make it so you really need me ho
Remember me your whole life because
I’m ice cream cold
Got a real expensive taste for
The price you’ll love
On the block overnight
My top is out of sight
Hiding from the Task and them
Cars that is all white
Hus had the slaps sitting up he was tight
Had the time of my life when he was home
That’s life
Wake me up if I’m dreaming
I’m about to go crazy
Look at what the world made me
Where’s the dreams I keep chasing
Yeah, it was all a dream
Sitting in the south, head spinning
Trying to earn me a living
See a fool straight winning
But ah, I guess it’s all written for the good
Struggling watching homies drown in the hood
We young and restless
The law’s gonna test us
You can’t cop a Lexus on minimum wage
And you can’t find a job
But we gotta get paid
Some will run like a slave
I’m a spit a grenade
That will split all the drama
Devils are made and I’ll chant how we rhyme
But it wouldn’t get played
So I stayed in the shade
My dreams kept me warm
I perform like a storm for
The shit that we on
And that we in the business
You can bear witness don’t have to grind D
Getting G is my gift is
So I lift this shackle and chain
There been a weight on my
Brain with no cocaine
But see, we moving up getting over the pain
It’s like an everyday thang
We be one in the same
From the pimps and the pusher
To the preachers and hookers
Like Melle Mel pushed us over the edge
Pour a little bit of liquor out over the dead
Reminisce on my folk who went
Out before me and bled
Keep the dreamin’ alive is how we survive
I thank God that my nine to
Five is to get live
They finally realize who’s king
I remind them so much of
Who they supposed to be
The best time I ever had in my life was free
Grabbed the mic on the
Stage ripped the crowd
Errybody was amazed then look at me now
Even though I’m older I still
Helped my little niggas spout
Prayed for a change in the hood but
(it was all a dream)
I used to spray AR magazines on the block
Where it's hot serving crack to fiends
Looking at high beams, running from sireans
The mob ain’t no team we’re a fucking machine
Regime, Treal Shottaz, Devilz Rejectz
All through traffic with a mac in da p-jects
Fuck da boy, we did it off the muscle
Fake thugs I’m Ray Luv "Forever Hustlin’"
We came from nuttin to sumthin
I gave my niggas the script to keep bumpin
Let the Feds get on your dick
They keep dumpin think you’re slick
Try’n to get nigga rich like Mr drummond
You can get what you want no problem-o
Drive up and get served right
Through your car window
You can cop like Carl Winslow
Come up short and you’re gonna get
Popped with a four nickel
Wake me up if I’m dreaming
I’m about to go crazy
Look at what the world made me
Where’s the dreams I keep chasing
Yeah, It was all a dream
Cooking crack knocked it off I’m a fiend
Dope drived from the lean
Ghost ride in my beam
Bounce in gank up outside of a thing
She said "I go
I know I’m on but thanks anyways"
"Matter of fact
Where you stay? I got plans for you"
You a do everything that I tell you to
Let’s get rich fuck everything
You’ve been though
I’m in the hood all the time
Tryna leave here too
You’re about to lose your mind
Trying to be here though
Big dreams make it so you really need me ho
Remember me your whole life because
I’m ice cream cold
Got a real expensive taste for
The price you’ll love
On the block overnight
My top is out of sight
Hiding from the Task and them
Cars that is all white
Hus had the slaps sitting up he was tight
Had the time of my life when he was home
That’s life
Wake me up if I’m dreaming
I’m about to go crazy
Look at what the world made me
Where’s the dreams I keep chasing
Yeah, it was all a dream
Sitting in the south, head spinning
Trying to earn me a living
See a fool straight winning
But ah, I guess it’s all written for the good
Struggling watching homies drown in the hood
We young and restless
The law’s gonna test us
You can’t cop a Lexus on minimum wage
And you can’t find a job
But we gotta get paid
Some will run like a slave
I’m a spit a grenade
That will split all the drama
Devils are made and I’ll chant how we rhyme
But it wouldn’t get played
So I stayed in the shade
My dreams kept me warm
I perform like a storm for
The shit that we on
And that we in the business
You can bear witness don’t have to grind D
Getting G is my gift is
So I lift this shackle and chain
There been a weight on my
Brain with no cocaine
But see, we moving up getting over the pain
It’s like an everyday thang
We be one in the same
From the pimps and the pusher
To the preachers and hookers
Like Melle Mel pushed us over the edge
Pour a little bit of liquor out over the dead
Reminisce on my folk who went
Out before me and bled
Keep the dreamin’ alive is how we survive
I thank God that my nine to
Five is to get live