Lyrics
verse 1:(reality)
dig as I pissed teen I wondered what my purpose in my life was,
thinking it seemed unheard for the sheed to survive plus,
the surface of the trife, hurts as much as a knife,
my head is filled with many questions,is living a test or blessing,
I seek a response,I'm sick of seening people who taunt,
they take it as a joke,when I say I hate em,but no,
I'm merely quoting my soul,with notes that I wrote,
I'm shunned for my intelligence,rejected for restfulness,
cause people claim I'm boastful,but plainly I'm anti social,
they say I'm lethal with words,what I speak is absurd,
cause I was born to be a leader,not a sheep in a herd,
that's why I don't drink or,smoke or sniff any dope,
but in high school,they try to,pull you in and entice you,
don't follow the hype,thts soild advice,
from an outcast in class,to a cat with advance raps,
a pencil and a pad of sheets helps me live thru reality
chorus:
Dreams,dreams can take you away,
Until reality returns in the form of a day,
but can my dreams but achieved?I'm pleading to see,
if Dreams are the possible,it seems so improbabable,
verse 2:(Dreams)
to be a millionnaire with business shares,
to fly in private jets just jiving with the livest set,
that's common for artist,the problems it hard to accomplish,
i'd rather stop starvation in nations,then cop donations,
material things are bliss,for the simplest beings,
my heart desires more than sport cars and nice attire,
I'm seeking happiness,a family and as a dad with kids,
and a wife by my side,to guide and advise,
through times of affliction a smile & kiss is a gift,
that's unattainable thru monetary ways and favors too
my commentary's documented in pages I collected,
from stories I've lived, like juicy by notorious b.i.g.
with facts that I rap,on track as i scratch on pad,
some reflect upon pictures,I kept from my sleep,
from skieeing with a diva,to creeping with monalisa,
my dreams are keys to my reason of breathing,believe it,
chorus:
Dreams,dreams can take you away,
Until reality returns in the form of a day,
but can my dreams but achieved?I'm pleading to see,
if Dreams are the possible,it seems so improbabable,
verse 3:(reality)
Busy working an 8 to 3,quickly swerve thru the day with ease,
at least I'm hoping to,these people can be bold and cruel,
sick of public transit,and they need to bump up their status,
missions to find a root to plant,visions of riding new sadan,
(dreams)
wishing to fly and view japan,zip thru the sky like supeman,
and be a hero for the ppl,seeking peaceful boroughs,
relieve the police with evil deeds pleasing the beast,
we need a justice league, for rugged streets with bloody streaks,
(reality)
I'm praying for salvation from this job I hate with garbadge pay,
I see the systems shady,I feel like quitting daily,
and at my plus at my pad, my step dads getting me mad,
from arguments with my momma,to constant causing drama,
(dreams)
to be released from this rage as I speak this thru my page,
to find the resolution,then followed by the right conclusion,
forget the climax it needs to cease tonight,before the weeping seeds ingite,
meaning we see a tragedy,and people keep on asking me,
chorus:
Dreams,dreams can take you away,
Until reality returns in the form of a day,
but can my dreams but achieved?I'm pleading to see,
if Dreams are the possible,it seems so improbabable,
