<<< HipHopLyrics.de >>> Artist: NAS Platte: - Track: Street Dreams (R. Kelly Mix) ft/ R. Kelly typed by: Sascha Kaczmarek Nas: Yo,this Remix goes out to everybody outthere There call they self Keepinīit real From yourīs truly Escobar and big R From New York to shottown Check it out now Comissioner Steve Stiles [?] Trackmaster Q.B. Check it out {YO} Low profile,rap style Slick as new now Give the crew pounds Every time we cover them grounds Still surviving but thereīs a few down Back in the essence Iīm asking questions on the phone With jail adolescence Crying confession,the systemīs supplying the pressure My mind is guessing Is living and dying a lesson[Ohh] But not to be obliged with the mirage Of cars taking you off track From with the gods[Oohh]focus on hard Laid up smoking cigars Motioning maids to bring me toast and eggs Kosher,Ice chokers and wolves to smoke[Yeah]ya My wisdom culture lives in ultra madness Devoted coach bag bitch Broke the average niggaīs hopes to get mad rich But whatīs the purpose Only the gods can watch the Earth twist[Ohh] Iīm physically trapped down on the surface With all the crack merchants Snakes and serpents Foul jakes the searches Clowns with four pounds this ainīt a circus. Chorus:R.Kelly Street dreamer Oh mercy mercy me Ainīt nothing I got for ya[Ainīt nothing I got for ya] Situations get heavy Heavy,heavy Trying to be a gangster. (Word up) Ohhh... Nas The black clouds over the hood Iīm on the corner with the thugs Late night under the moon Aas they assume Iīm slanging drugs[Yeah] Cause Iīm hooded up Thought a G a night wasnīt good enough Pushed my luck Yo they[Ohh]had a brother put in cuffs Luckily,made it out of court comfortably Judge said I need a job ainīt nothing coming free Couldīve got a[Yeah,yeah]one to three I try to school these shorties under me But they canīt see From life to death So know we back to where we[Ohh]never left the ghetto Itīs a damn shame Knowing itīs a manīs game Shorty thinks itīs time to make ya plans change All that[Yeah]running round trying to chase Whatīs already here - been there Itīs going no where[Ohhh] Pops told me knuckle up - no fear I wish some of these killings They could be prevented[Ohh] Whatever happens it was written Meaning God meant it[Yeah,yeah] But during ya life you put ya heart in it Even though it seems we being targeted Let that brother R hit it Chorus: Street dreamer Oh mercy mercy me Ainīt nothing I got for ya[Ainīt nothing I got for ya] Situations get heavy Heavy,heavy Trying to be a gangster. Dream on,dream on Dream on,dream on Dream on,dream on Dream on,dream on Street dreamer...yeah Street dreamer,dream on Dream on [Ohh] Nas Sort of wild,since a child Hope was all we had[Yeah] Drip the bust out past Complaning the mental straining How many in my crew is into gaining Subtract the weak links about the chaining Rise it start raining Blasphemy using Nas name in vain Some plain supreme being Yet they lied in his name[Ohh] I tried to learn the game And the only thing I found incredible Everything I tried to learn Ssee,I already knew[Thatīs right] And itīs embedded in my heart now So I can sit back,count a stack And play my part now I saw my life flash in front of my eyes He wore disguise Put a gun to me hungry he Went on to chastize Thatīs Nas ainīt it Made it rich from entertainment Fresh wallyīs painted As he told[Yeah]the[Yeah]kid[Yeah]he[Yeah]came with[Yeah] My first thought was how the game flip Yo perhaps it was somebody I smacked Drunk in a party[Ohh] on yak Or was I marked for a contract For some foul act A little while back or beyond that[Ohh] You got me laying face flat Saying my grace black Woke up in a cold sweat Yo,I hate[Yeah]that[Yeah,yeah,yeah] My air like I lost in the battlefield Thatīs why I hit[Yeah]the[Yeah]mic[Yeah]with[Yeah]mad[Yeah]appeal[Yeah] Grab ya shield and meet ya maker Queens niggas die for paper These the[Ohhh]things the street dreams will take ya,take ya,take ya Chorus: Street dreamer Oh mercy mercy me Ainīt nothing I got for ya[Ainīt nothing I got for ya] Situations get heavy Heavy,heavy Trying to be a gangster. Street dreamer Oh mercy mercy me Ainīt nothing I got for ya[Ainīt nothing I got for ya] Situations get heavy Heavy,heavy Trying to be a gangster. Street dreamer Oh mercy mercy me Ainīt nothing I got for ya <<< Support >>> DEFLOK HipHopMagazin.com -> Das älteste unkommerzielle Hip Hop Mag straight aus dem Ruhrpott. Unbedingt mal abchecken! BOMBING HipHopPromotion.de -> Promotion Agentur, welche Euch u.a. kostenlos Promostuff, wie Sticker, Flyer, etc. nach Hause schickt. Nebenbei supporten die Jungs auch div. Projekte [Eure?] umsonst!