Let Nas Down Freestyle

[Verse 1: Chubby Jag]
I had dreams I was Michael Jordan, you know the best out
Dreamed I went the right way, never went the left route
Dreamed that my dead homies never took the death route
I dreamed I was accepted, and never was I left out
I dreamed I had self esteem, team player
With some skills, that could help a team
Real shit, I'm still dreaming like I never woke
This shit forever jealous, I had a dream
I would've made it if I never smoked
I'm still dreaming, can't forget the real meaning
Them stacks is in my pocket, cause them fiends are still feining
Chubby, low key nigga, fuck with OG's nigga
Name ring bell, from the Bay to the OC nigga
My goonies out of control, OC nigga
I ain't into telling on people, you know me nigga
Bought my own crib, that came from an o-z nigga
Bout show and tell, you killing, then show me niggga
I'm on that Fugee shit, 96 coogi fit
Blowing on the L, getting wet on some Jacuzzi shit
Chubby, they know that him sell yay
Got a nigga still dreaming like, MLk
I had dreams I was balling like, Harden like KD
Old school balling like, Martin like KG
Spitting like Nas, you know, born like AZ
Made my own movie I could star in, like Jay-Z
All I do is spit it hot, grew up no AC
No fan, trying to work them windows no HP
Dreamed about better things, a better life
You know, a TV with a better screen
I dreamed about a better dream
Sitting on stacks, how much fame can that cheddar bring
Fighting for a cause, but it's weird cause I never swinged
I grew a flat top, had all the rappers following
Got haters eating words, it's kind of hard to see them swallowing
Told my bro it's time to eat up holmes, feast on it
I never yell on a track, I say my peace on it
I'm monstar, on any beat, I'm a beast on it
If you ever had a dream, my nigga speak on it
I lay my head in the stew, I put my sheets on it
I promise to spit the real, I put the streets on it
Yea real shit, I'm known to come with real spit
Nigga working with his sons, Cali Virg and Will Smith
Real Spit