Street dreams are made of these Everybody's looking for something Niggas push Beemers and 300 E's A drug dealer's destiny is reaching a key Shorties on they knees, for niggas with big G's Who am I to disagree? Uh, what, what, uh My man put me up for the

Get the vibe it's gonna be lit tonight Don't be shy, take control of me And I would not lie or play you Gyal we never miss, gyal we never miss Feels how we do it Feel your eyes, they're all over me Hypnotized, pull another one It's alright, I know what

And all my tomorrows belong to you As long as I've got arms that cling at all It's you that I'll be clinging to And all the dreams I dream, beg or borrow On some bright tomorrow they'll all come true And all my bright tomorrows belong to you Today I may

Earth a run red Ten year old a look dem owna tea bread I hear a next youth dead whoa I hear a next youth dead yeah Hey yeah yeah Hey watch the places you walk and mind The way you talk Watch out fi the vampire who will sneak up in the dark Watch out for

Where is the line? Where is the line? 'Cause some of us aren't blind! Here today, but forgotten tomorrow! When did they assume? Putting on a costume Gave them a right to ostracize Out of the woodwork art aficionados Answer one question? Between your

They try to change you, crush and break you. Try to tell you what to do They love to have control of you Back against the wall In danger of losing it all Search deep inside Remember who you are. Its a hellish inferno This is war eternal.

Gimme back my bullets Put 'em back where they belong Ain't foolin' around 'cause I done had my fun Ain't gonna see no more damage done Gimme back, gimme back my bullets Life is so strange when its changin', yes indeed Well I've seen the hard times and

Cuz they are the ones that you fear most All this and you trade it in for nothing The time has finally come you get a mouth full You only act on greed and by your actions this is proof And can't you see the flowers dying all around you Got your hands in

Now you only bring me black roses I lay low, lay low, And they crumble in the dust when they're held. I'm not under your spell, And watch the bridges burn. Under your spell. Now you only bring me black roses. And I'm done try'na be the one, I can see

Steady bitin' the sounds (steady bitin' sounds) I'm a big dripper, you a sound stealer (sound stealer) They tryna steal the sound, dawg (tryna steal the sound) You a style stealer, we just ride, nigga (ride) I make hits, nigga, ask around (ask around)