MLK

Dream on with your dreaming ass Dream on with your dreaming ass  Dream on with your dreaming ass Dream on with your dreaming ass With your muthafuckin dreaming ass   Hello pencil, good morning pen Pedal to the metal, it's time to do it again I went to sleep and had a dream about a dear old friend My pillow was thin, windows cracked and cold air got in I woke up with a crook in my neck and a little head cold To me, that meant I couldn't look back or I'd be blocked like my nose Then my dream switched to standing in front of a Mona Lisa pic With sounds illa and graffiti painted on it My autograph on the tag that was hanging on it We'll take it, they want it We're wealthy, they bought it We've been rich, get it? We've been rich, you get it? We've been rich, you get it? Nigga, I had a dream to convince you that the black woman is God How would you feel, uncomfortable and slightly odd So who am I to tell you what you should believe And who are you to tell me what I should believe Yeah, who the f*ck are you to tell me what I should go read The Bible? I rather fly a kite though With one hand eating a cheeseburger, walking the tightrope No harness, no typo, I meant that Nigga, I had a dream that my mom and my pops got married None of this ever happened, nigga that one was scary Cuz who would I be without the struggle you dig? Some stuck-up wealthy kid with no experience No experiences and no scars from the hood No sugar water, no syrup sandwich, that shit was so good Little bad ass up to no good Little bad ass up to no good It made me, paid me, raised me The streets did me good No complaints, I know God damn sure ain't the same But if I look Lucifer in his eyes, I'm sure he would faint And get up screaming, "Hallelujah!" There's no way that you can't There's no way that you can't Nigga, I had the dream Jam packed arenas Folks really coming out to see us I'm talkin Grammys, BET, magazines, awards Music is the motive, Lord I need ya Sold out arenas, folks really coming out to see us I'm talking Grammys, BET, magazines, awards Music is the motive, Lord I need ya Dream on with your dreaming ass Dream on with your dreaming ass  Dream on with your dreaming ass Dream on with your dreaming ass Dream on with your dreaming ass Dream on with your dreaming ass Dream on with your dreaming ass Dream on with your dreaming ass