Tsu Surf

Tsu Surf - Broken Dreams lyrics

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feat. Ab-Soul & Fred The Godson

[Hook]

Broken dreams lost in the night

Pieces fallin, pick em up again

If I don’t well I swear I’ll

Die trying, die trying

It’s long shit real, check my motherfucking resume

While they was getting fly, I was tryina levitate

Dabble through my catalogue

And after all you better say

I done keep it funky from the jump

But it doesn’t stank

And that might not register with he or her

Who doesn’t think

Who doesn’t think he hasn’t earned

His spot in history without a body burned

It’s not that I’m an alchemist

But I can turn

Any metal into gold, nothing into something

And when it feels like hell

I know that heaven’s close

And it ain’t up for a devate so change the subject

Sometimes I feel more awake with my eyes closed

[Hook]

Broken dreams lost in the night

Pieces fallin, pick em up again

If I don’t well I swear I’ll

Die trying, die trying

Everybody needs something

They see my show and it’s sold out

Wrists rocky, so the money I stallone out

Niggas buggin out, need an exterminator

I leave your body covered in chrome, the terminator

I’ll change a hater’s concerns

To be concerned with paper

Then he’ll produce like erik sermon, hear the sermon later

For now, I read they comments

I browse, supreme, I’m on my taxes

I’m raisin they eyebrows

You might be jumpin out the window ron brows

Coming at me simple with my style, nah

Broken dreams led to fixed realities

I was trained like the santa fe, fatalities

[Hook]

Broken dreams lost in the night

Pieces fallin, pick em up again

If I don’t well I swear I’ll

Die trying, die trying

I’m lost dreaming, the walls screaming

See y’all demons

Room spinnin in hell an sin, what y’all breathin

Precautious paranoia keep me boxed in

And I ain’t lock a soul out, I got locked in

Wonder when I trashed the concept that I was insane

Or that them and I was the same

Block full of candles seen what’s his names

Turn to what’s his name

Closed full of problems

That’s irrelevant, by every bid

Layin next to the skeletons in the ecidence

A closed full of problems

That’s irrelevant by every bid

Layin next to the skeletons in the evidence

[Hook]

Broken dreams lost in the night

Pieces fallin, pick em up again

If I don’t well I swear I’ll

Die trying, die trying.

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