the moon was bright shining It was Saturday nite the moon was bright shining down as harvest light Music all around to hear set the stage an atmosphere
sanity there lies a thin line Some dwell in hotels with Jezebels A stone age and fall a victim to the plague Unclean bad dreams of Wyclef being a fiend
And crack once the atmosphere brings the temperature back Sacks only in dress pants Have you ever danced with the devil in pale moonlight? I have, Hollywood niggas make me laugh Sell a dream
Better stop dreaming of the quiet life 'Cause it's the one we'll never know And quit running for that runaway bus 'Cause those rosy days are few And
The bird is here and we are off To wherever those wings take us The atmosphere is crawling with airlines That wind through the clouds And look down
afraid Roller coaster through the atmosphere My imagination's takin' me away Now I'ma dance like I never dance Sing like I never sing, dream like I've never dreamed
you wish, is a place kept secret and no one ... you just gotta know somebody, yow! with me you're good to go, welcome to the next level, we are dream
past these visions And hurrying more reflects on the dance floor Blowing up and having mad people showing up Packing crowds jam-packed venues Needles collapse, while atmosphere
umm, who knows.. Mur-uhh, Murphey Lee or somethin) Murphey Lee- I want my name not, not said but screamed I went from fantasies to dreams,from dreams
I think his name's umm, who knows? Mur uhh, Murphey Lee or somethin' I want my name not, not said but screamed I went from fantasies to dreams, from dreams
bright and early Waxin for me, Filin taxes for me-- suckin dick for me What did you dream, what did you dream you'd be? Are you where you wanna be? 2
I traveled through the atmosphere as a wall of feedback climbed The pegs were gold, the band was old, they played in half time Now every dream gets whittled
in March a gift for me from God with a darling face and papa's eyes and Grandma's grace. How there the light of immortality shines as wondrous fragile dreams
the house) Waitin' for the DJ to, let your body rock So I can show you just what I got Music is the air I breathe, the prayer I leave Rippin' in the atmosphere
me the fascination of the infinite consumes me vitality to hurt you all in virtual reality actual natural plants enhanced my words are crystal clear deep intensified trance in a relaxed atmosphere
to get money man? That shit been long gone, come on Have much to do with nigga since Nicolas Bond Poppin' and choppin' until the day that I'm gone Shyne poor 'cuz your dream
no seal on my fate Dreams don't have deadlines It's never to late Even a broken clocks right Twice a day and straight Teamwork makes the dream work While