Nas, R. Kelly - Street Dreams (Remix)

Nas, R. Kelly - Street Dreams (Remix)

  • Год: 2007
  • Битрейт: 320 kbps
  • Размер: 10.45 Мб
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  • Жанр: Зарубежный рэп
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[00:00.92] Yo, this remix goes out to everybody out there [00:03.11] There call they self keeping it real [00:04.91] For yours truly, Escobar and Big R [00:09.54] For New York to Chi town [00:11.26] Check it out now [00:13.32] Commissioner Steve Stiles [00:15.52] Track masters [00:18.34] QB [00:20.51] Check, yo [00:21.77] Low profile, rap style, slick as Nu Nile [00:23.42] Give the crew pounds, every time we cover new grounds [00:27.43] Still surviving but there's a few down, back in the essence [00:29.93] I'm asking questions on the phone, with jail adolescents [00:32.98] Quiet confession, the system's applying the pressure [00:35.25] My mind is guessing, is living and dying a lesson? [00:37.79] But not to be obliged with the mirage of cars taking you off track [00:41.34] From with the Gods focus on hard [00:43.59] Laid up smoking cigars, motioning maids to bring me toast [00:46.17] And eggs Kosher, ice chokers and wolves to smoke ya [00:49.28] My wisdom culture lives in ultra madness [00:51.28] Devoted coach bag bitch [00:52.70] Broke the average nigga's hopes to get mad rich [00:54.83] But what's the purpose? [00:56.07] Only the Gods can watch the Earth twist [00:57.46] I'm physically trapped down on the surface [00:59.16] With all the crack merchants, snakes and serpents [01:01.81] Foul jakes that search us [01:03.34] Clowns with four pounds this ain't a circus [01:06.32] (Street dreamer) street dreamer (oh mercy, mercy me) [01:12.37] Ain't nothing I got for ya (ain't nothing I got for ya) [01:16.41] Situations get heavy, heavy, heavy [01:22.45] Trying to be a gangster (word up) [01:26.28] The black clouds over the hood, I'm on the corner with the thugs [01:28.73] Late night under the moon as they assume I'm slanging drugs [01:31.39] 'Cause I'm hooded up, thought a G a night wasn't good enough [01:34.05] Pushed my luck, yo they had a brother put in cuffs [01:36.66] Luckily, made it out of court comfortably [01:39.41] Judge said I need a job ain't nothing coming free [01:41.18] Could've got a one to three [01:43.77] I try to school these shorties under me [01:44.49] But they can't see from life to death [01:46.71] So know we back to where we never left the ghetto [01:48.30] It's a damn shame, knowing it's a man's game [01:50.32] Shorty thinks it's time to make ya plans change [01:52.99] All that running round trying to chase [01:54.16] What's already here, been there, it's going nowhere [01:55.92] Pops told me knuckle up, no fear [01:58.93] I wish some of these killings they could be prevented [02:01.55] Whatever happens it was written meaning God meant it [02:03.50] But during ya life you put ya heart in it [02:05.71] Even though it seems we being targeted, let that brother R hit it [02:08.44] (Street dreamer) street dreamer (oh mercy, mercy me) [02:15.30] Ain't nothing I got for ya (ain't nothing I got for ya) [02:20.14] Situations get heavy, heavy, heavy [02:25.72] Trying to be a gangster [02:31.37] Dream on, dream on [02:33.41] Dream on, dream on [02:36.23] Dream on, dream on [02:38.82] Dream on, dream on [02:43.14] Dream on, street dreamer [02:48.21] Dream on [02:51.34] Sort of wild, since a child [02:52.58] Hope was all we had, drip the bust out past [02:55.10] Complaining the mental straining [02:56.68] How many in my crew is into gaining? [02:59.28] Subtract the weak links about the chaining [03:00.75] Rise it start raining [03:02.24] Blasphemy, using Nas name in vain [03:04.49] Some claim supreme being yet they lied in his name [03:07.64] I tried to learn the game and the only thing I found incredible [03:09.51] Everything I tried to learn see, I already knew (that's right) [03:12.19] And it's embedded in my heart now [03:14.25] So I can sit back, count a stack and play my part now [03:16.62] I saw my life flash in front of my eyes, he wore disguise [03:19.72] Put a gun to me, hungry he went on to chastize [03:23.04] That's Nas ain't it, made it rich from entertainment [03:26.08] Fresh Wally's painted, as he told the kid he came with [03:28.64] My first thought was how the game flip [03:30.88] Yo, perhaps it was somebody I smacked, drunk in a party on Yac [03:32.54] Or was I marked for a contract for some foul act [03:36.44] I did a while back or beyond that [03:39.59] You got me laying face flat, saying my grace black [03:41.49] Woke up in a cold sweat, yo, I hate that [03:43.25] Nightmares, feeling real, word to Will [03:46.14] My A-Alike I lost in the battlefield [03:47.81] That's why I hit the mic with mad appeal [03:49.83] Grab ya shield, and meet ya maker [03:51.46] The Queens niggas die for paper [03:53.05] Deep things, the street dreams will take ya [03:56.05] (Street dreamer) street dreamer (oh mercy, mercy me) [04:01.90] Ain't nothing I got for ya (ain't nothing I got for ya) [04:06.66] Situations get heavy, heavy, heavy [04:12.80] Trying to be a gangster [04:17.40] Street dreamer (oh mercy, mercy me) [04:23.36]

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