Представляем точный текст композиции "Dreams" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Little Brother . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Dreams» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Little Brother передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Little Brother - "Dreams"
Lyrics to Dreams : Real story, like I was I was playin this, this record For a friend of mine yknahmsayin we was just chillin I was just playin her the album and like She was like, "Yo I love the record, record is incredible But yknow somethings different Yknahmsayin somethin it just aint the same" I said nigga thats the point~! [Rapper Big Pooh:] My momma told me that this music was cool All she ever wanted from me was to graduate from school But I, had other plans so I bid school adieux I called Food Lion, had to tell em I was through No more stockin peas and corn I was born for a much greater purpose, do you this service Margie got nervous, but timers dont sweat 8 years, I aint been back yet Lack of time on your TV sets, no radio spins Momma askin her son, what he doin for ends Spendin weeks on the road, ma this aint for pretend Unheard to the creme de la creme, keep bouncin On beats pouncin, cat reflexes Had yo attention when I pulled up in Lexus Big like Texas, Gs on the checklist You aint gotta ask ma Im bringin home the breakfast Gotta respect this [Chorus:] (Momma I got dreams, but dreams dont keep the lights on) Im a make money money And if I cant make it Im a take money money What you say buddy buddy' (Momma I got dreams, but dreams dont keep the lights on) Bills paid, bank account ensured Top of the world screamin fuck that, get yours! [Phonte:] I still go the crib and see my niggaz on the corner Chillin with the pounds on they waist, gettin old Gettin round in the face and when I hang with them They ask me if "The Minstrel Show" means Im ashamed of them Well - I cant say that Im proud, but only sayin Cant say Im allowed to judge, Im just glad to see you Cause truth be told, if my records never sold And I wasnt raised this bold, nigga I would probably be you Ive been God blessed with the gift to make music It took me all over the continent But still got boys on the block and fam, smokin rock So please, miss me with that conscious shit I spent many a sleepless night because of it Until I had to shake that shit off and reach the conclusion That every now and then you gotta axe yourself Do you really wanna win or just look good losin' Its no illusion, yes yes [Chorus] [Outro: singing] La la la la la la LAHHHH! Momma I got dreams... [music slowly fades out] Momma I got dreams... [ Dreams Lyrics ]
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