Dreams PT1

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House full of Queens
The sneakers dirty from the roads
When the street lights beam
I gotta be home before they on
Live out the HipHop dreams
I gotta scheme to get the dough
Man the house full of fiends
Only the mics getting blown

Had to hop on some trains
A couple buses just to go
I was taking the stairs
They tried to throw me to the floor
Man it could of been dreams
A nightmare from before
Either way
It shook a nigga
Deadly
Straight to the core

I was talking to bro
I ain't еven use the phonе
Had a stack to my ears
I couldn't tell you how he spoke
Man my mother in tears
She can't believe her child is grown
I been standing right here
She wonder how the hell I cope

Bury me with the paper
I be the one to grab the ropes
Can't talk to my peers
They say that's how the story goes
I ain't living in fear
Under the fabric be the chrome
I ain't scared of no years
So yeah
This is the end of the episode
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