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#justicefortrayvon verse 1 [krown] they say the mental and the bodies a temple, but where\'s the boobie traps for evils that\'ll raid em and forsake em, to subdue em fast what i truly lack, isn\'t the live shows or fly hoes but a threshold for survival why those niggas ugly as shit, pull the lovliest chicks, when you\'re home rubbing your dick, it\'s a troubling quip i sit back and eat like crap, feasting on the cheapest snacks like pizza wraps, in the desperate need of cash i should feel exhilarated, yet i enragement, like when pilgrims killed the natives, to rebuild their civilization and the hatred and envy with in me, could condemn me, then send me to deeper depression, so i need to confess and quit pretending. i don\'t aspire, to acquire, entire, empires, higher than heaven, but the direction, i could be headed, to is the fires, of the devil\'s domain, in order to gain, i must, adjust, relinquish inner lust and pain. it\'s such a shame, in this corrupted game, you can\'t trust a thing, some lames, will do anything, for the love of fame, even my bro, throw, knows, of evils, that\'s working and lurking, behind the curtains, for certain, i need to see my purpose, a relationship with hip hop, should be symbiotic, gotta be with it for love and fulfillment, not leech of it, for profit the passions burning, as i\'m learning, that the cash i\'m earning Letras de cancioneskeeps my pockets stuffed like taxidermy, but as i journey i see you shouldn\'t need a pearl to pull a girl, we refuse to see this need, for greed, rules the world it\'s naive, to disbelief, like saying prejudice, is dead and shit, cause a black president, runs us and is, the head of it, the world reaching decadence, we ignore the evidence, i\'ve been near to shedding tears, but i\'ve yet to shed a drip it\'s what negative thoughts bring, though mama has taught me you can\'t grow a dream with tears cause tears are saltine. verse 2[throwbacc] a nigga like me be on some playa shit i layer shit, so i can feel wayward and shit i shine, like the hayward band, my rhymes is like a sweet mixture, feels like a motion picture the way these lines hit ya, delayed like strong liquor i\'m never gona pull back like a trigger it\'s like a sweet dream and effects like creatine adding on weight, attached to my fate like my street team a smoke screen can cause a choked scene so vivid i relive it like deja vu, and my liaison blue this way, on rainy days, still think about you see my mind is clouded, hop on the train to less crowded think the loudest, can\'t cope so i head to dallas see the city light, downtown, the pretty, nights skylines and high liife, but i want a simple life with a lovely wife to make smile, kids aint wild dinnertime we eat in style with a plate of foul so detached from all that my girl don\'t even call back fall back, chilling like i got a smoke from a tall black i\'m in the east, love\'s deceased, got to travel in a week missed my piece, and i still gotta pay the lease... what is life..? verse3[j.o.e.] i say fuck you, if you say fuck me i\'m going to make it one day, i say this politely no fuck that, you better watch this because i bust back with lyrics that make you want to think back to the eighth grade with my nigga kobe, all we wanted to do was spit acid on the daily but all these niggas wanna do is say fuck you and pay me that\'s that bukkshit, i aint with it, oh yea i do, spit shit that\'s vicious these niggas they looking at me real ridiculous , but i don\'t give a fuck cuz it\'s right off the dome i\'ll let these niggas know before i pop with the chrome it aint nothing to a big nigga, i\'m stuntin, on this mic you know a nigga must love it, like it was my momma, i treat it, no drama, you know that i doesn\'t recieve it and don\'t need it, like them niggas who stay fiending shot out to the fam, who always believed in the dream (Thanks to Throwback for these lyrics) From Letras Mania