Chief Kamachi - The Dream lyrics

rate me

Yeah, come one, summer dreams

Complete life dreams, don’t think that

Yeah come on

We all dream, summers by,

I was born in eighty five, early ninety survival

But how know the drum of a music will make me wiser

I was listen in the king song on wazy

Lil black boy’s getting strap to a ave

Thou they hit a big will

Plug and pack so hazy,

Mama’s screaming why me, down town for an id

Broke church go and hope, the angels let ‘em fly free

Try to sell dinners cuz the funeral is five G

I grow up around the dope face torching

All pasted matrices making love to the serpans

The only think that certain it’s dreams are the first

Ain’t no high with that Heaven left that dreams on the curve

We ride on the all hoopie to the hell shop

Lil …spirit ...a hundred hands spot

Bulletproof orders cuz our soul getting shell shot

Motherfuck the Government they wanna see us feel up

And touring the G rock come on

At night I can’t sleep, I toast and turn

Picture me dress as aa profit they should get burn

Sprinkle ashes in the earn, sciences acting fun

Some of lane it should be king and I’m waiting to get my time

From the streets to my mama, posses all kind of gifts

Meditative, souls definite

No account ..world stuck and closing

Knew I was the chosen

Life is stuck made it at home, energy was frozen

From the soil, spiritual oil shut up the corrosive

crap this seven hills, two pinching are posing

success is in the future, I clearly see the image

it’s true that many players never cross the line in scrimmage

sit on the banch and they wander if the game fists

You know we playing hot like in hell, using the same sticks

Some people left all alone, then it’s when their brain switch

They turning to monsters and do the same shits