Broken Dreams

[Hook] Broken dreams lost in the night Pieces fallin’, pick ‘em up again If I don’t win I swear I’ll die tryin' Die tryin' [Verse 1: Ab-Soul] This Long Term shit real, check my motherfuckin' résumé While they was gettin' fly, I was tryin' to 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, nothin' into somethin' And when it feels like hell, I know that Heaven’s close And it ain’t up for debate 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 win I swear I’ll die tryin' Die tryin' [Verse 2: Fred The Godson] Everybody needs somethin’ They see my show and it’s sold out Wrists rocky, so the money I still loan 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 Erick 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 Browz Comin' at me simple with my style, nah Broken dreams led to fixed realities I was trained like the Santa Fe, fatality, God [Hook] Broken dreams lost in the night Pieces fallin’, pick ‘em up again If I don’t win I swear I’ll die tryin' Die tryin' [Verse 3: Tsu Surf] I’m lost dreamin', the walls screamin’, see y’all demons Room spinnin' in hell and sin, what y’all breathin’? Precautious paranoia keep me boxed in And I ain’t lock a soul out, I got locked in Blunt of loud to make light of my current fame Current game, trio trippin' me Molly in this current day Overseas women, I’m sinnin’, but that’s a current change Still got a shot: Steve Kerr at range No bullshit, you a victim at this current range Wonder when I thrashed 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?" Closet full of problems that’s irrelevant by every bid Layin’ next to the skeletons in the evidence Closet 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 win I swear I’ll die tryin' Die tryin'