denied Hands change into my eyes Body senses intensified Sight so close yet far away In dreams my thoughts take their form To give memories identity Through dreams
Übersetzung: Death. See Thru Dreams.
see...as our lives are in the making We believe through the lies and the hating That love goes free For want of an option I run the wind 'round I dream
into my brain, ride my bloodstream through my veins Run your fingers through my mane But we stood still and cried. We wait 'till something dies Our hopes & dreams will fly and death
murder is all I breathe in my life, It's full of judges and chasin' enemies in the night, Through the Henny, I see the eyes of the Devil, He's ridin'
when my glocks blast We was young, and we was dumb but we had heart In the dark when we survived through the bad parts Many dreams is what I had, and
get us locked up shot up back in chains To deny us of the future rob our names Kept my history of mystery but now I see The American Dream wasn't meant
nigga livin phat, but held back Pipe dreams can make the night seem hopeless Wide eyed and losing focus On my block [Chorus] Maybe life is but a dream
's lookin at me through {*can't decipher*} [Verse Three: 2Pac - overlaps Verse Two] Walkin through the cemetary Talkin to my homies that was buried See my enemies wanna see
for killin' her son My cousin Darren wasn't scared of goin' But never knowin' he was dyin' slower I guess I see ya when I see ya soulja Does anybody
**a, so don't make me I got a dream to see my whole team in Lexus Coupes My enemies dead n buried, now the stress is through But that's a dream, though
: (Niggas out there jelous cuz we be bailin' with Death Row They try to playa hate but they can't fade us tho' We be mobbin' through tha neigborhood
trust my own homies just a bunch a dirty rats Will I, succeed, paranoid from the weed And hocus pocus try to focus but I can't see And in my mind
The money behind the dreams My right hand, my other Capo in this big motherfuckin war we got My other Capo in this big ass, conglomerate called Death
I'm Harlem bound You see how bitches tense up, when Scarlett 'round Niggas get the heart to holla while we up in the club But get intimidated when they see
Through another town backed up with capricious souls I got a long way to go I got a lot left to say To the empty seat that stood beside me through the fray Through
I'm scared to death and have myself to blame (I'm to blame) How did we end up fighting anyway? You know I used to search the sky And dream of where you
undertaking come to see you every day now if I can Is it not the time for everybody I still wake on the fields of regret There is something to this dream
