Текст песни Jay-Z - American Dreamin' (feat. Keon Bryce)

American Gangster
Жанр: Hip-Hop / Gangsta Rap
Исполнитель: Jay-Z
Альбом: American Gangster
Длительность: 04:48
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Загрузил: Gragory

Текст:

Dreamed of you this morning Then came the dawn, and I thought you were here with me If you could only see How much i love you That's all that's all that's all baby Oh no, I'll never give up on you I never felt that before But there's always.... That's all that's all... This is the shit you dream about with the homie steamin' out Back-back-backing them Beemer's out Seems as our plans to get a grant Then go off to college, didn't pan or even out We need it now, we need a town We need a place to pitch, we need a mound For now, I'm just a lazy boy Big dreaming in my La-Z-Boy In the clouds of smoke, been playin' this Marvin Mama forgive me, should be thinkin' bout Harvard But that's too far away, niggas are starving Ain't nothin' wrong with aim, just gotta change the target I got dreams of baggin' snidd-ow the size of pillows I see pies everytime my eyes clidd-ose I see rides, sixes, i gotta get those Life's a bitch, I hope not to make her a widow [Chorus:] Oh no, I'll never give up on you I never felt that before Its just American dreamin' Oh no, I'll never give up on you I never felt that before Its just American dreamin' Oh no, I'll never give up on you I never felt that before American dreamin' But there's always.... That's all that's all... Now see, the life's right there And it seems right there Its not quite near, And its not like we're professionals movin' the decimals Know where to cop? Nah! got a connect? No! Who under Heaven know how to be successful Need a Personal Jesus, I'm in Depeche Mode They say its celestial, its all in the stars It's like Tony LaRussa On how you play your cards You all ain't fucking with me! The ironies are And at all costs better before he was bars Now lets start, on your mark Get set, lets go-get out the car! Going in circles, its a vicious cycle This is a crash course, this ain't high school Wake up, Muttley, you're dreamin' again Your own reality show, the season begins [Chorus] Step One in this process, scramble up in your projects And head to the heights where big coke is processed You gotta convince 'em that you not from the Precinct Please speak slow, cause he no speakey no English If he takes a liking after a couple of trips If your money is straight, he's gonna give you consignment You're now in a game where only time can tell Survive the droughts, i wish you well... Survive the droughts? I wish you well? How sick am i? I wish you HEALTH I wish you wheels, i wish you wealth I wish you insight so you could see for yourself You could see the signs, when the jackets is schemin' And the cops is comin', you could read they mind You could see from behind, you could redefine The game as we know it, one dream at a time I'm American dreamin'
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