Rapper with a Dream

[Verse 1]

They got me wonderin if I ever get up out this cage

A man is trapped, forever lost in this endless maze

And then they wonder why they kill each other

He out for mine I guess he ain't got shit so I can't trust my brothers

For some nigga they crime shit OK it gotta pay

Reality is it's sad to say, but there ain't no better way

And if a nigga got a problem what I do for mine

Tell 'em walk some miles in my shoe, then work a 9 to 5

That music shit running low eventhough I give my all

Authority ain't my best friend, at times I just wanna kill my boss

And I'd be lyin nigga if I said I ain't do no dirt

Try not to embarrass my folk because my family's first

And I ain't never the type to back down from no challenge

Then again I never took one more shit than I could handle

Some niggas was just born to win and some were born to lose

I felt like I was dealt a bad hand, but I paid my dues

[Hook]

It seems that I'm condemned to live a life of sin

Cuz I ball short

When will my troubles end and happiness begin?

Can you change my heart?

I swear I had enough, but I never gave up

Eventhough this world's so tough

I'm holdin onto me, a rapper with a dream

I hope you all feeling me

[Verse 2]

You said they say sometimes I lose hope

And like I'm a basketball star no prone I met my dope

Unlike them folks or them niggas when shit pop off quickly

I write my family no rain no snow they could come and get me

I've been down for the 3OBC since I can remember

?coke and put in on the block until it was time for dinner

? I was ?eat up? hunger ?

Tryin' not to get caught up on no shit be gone till November

Cuz in the Queen we don't play we known for the battle

See me surfing up to sip the player I sleep it's in Seattle

Eyes closed, I gotta stay up on my toe ?

Cuz niggas get pills to turn off their lives and just roll through

Blocka blocka thats all it takes to fall out

It'll be the main trench no soldier ever crawl out

For this game I try not to go all out

Your peace hit me so what I always seem to cold out

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

Third verse got me talking bout my situation

If I be watching for the birds I need an occupation

Give my cash up cuz I won't be this ? for long

Can't stay with mama bird I gotsa get on my own

Some niggas rely too much on gossip bout put mine in fame

Who's lucky the one that's in the casket that nigga that's at away

I have no need to front besides I'd rather stay to face

I get the deal and collect my dough before I fade to black

I see my brothers and I know, they would change, for the better

We adapt to their climate, that thunderstorm weather

And I know, I got hold my head up high to the sky

But my pride sometimes gettin away of the realness inside

I see the world upside down with no outs

Like a corner without themes, or the world without south

I'm gonna be dreamin' man cuz if I do decide to blow up

The jealous will go and grab their K, see me outside and roll up

Blocak blocka