a dream (Really?) that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin, but by the content
right and we ain't neither Everybody want something equal Listen up my people We gotta down get down for, right Now! Nigga fuck yo people And this is how we all (all) dream
time. What happened to the dream sublime? Tear it all down, we'll put it up again. Another empire? Eastside meets Westside downtown. No time, no line, the walls fall down
t right and we ain't neither Everybody want something equal Listen up my people We gotta down get down for, right Now! Nigga fuck yo people And this is how we all (all) dream
. What happened to the dream sublime? Tear it all down, we'll put it up again. Another empire? Eastside meets Westside downtown. No time, no line, the walls fall down
Nobody do it better, there ain't a truer Ripper I did this separate imagine what we could do together Inspired by GOD, inspired by the sufferin' Was it done by
and Big Daddy,shown by the caddies Uncles named Larry, that never really grabbed me My mother gave birth but she really never had me Left to the hood to play daddy Raised by
is easy to dismiss those who seek peace as dreamers, But isn't our whole culture built on past dreams? It is essential that our dreams become a reality
competition Yo, them muthafuckas make them South Park niggas clown It's going on three years, the law has been shut down To all devils, I'm talking to
And no more song and dance like we shall overcome, and ain't got a chance Y'all stuck on "I have a dream" Need to put the picket sign down and get on
God Allah, King of North America On a ship I was stripped of my knowledge and wits Death to all enemies, by your own fuckin penalties Off with your dome
See gangster is a title earned better learn fast Not tattoos on your arms or pants hanging off your ass Your vision of the American Dream ain't what
You know the "N" is for yall niggas The "E" is especially especially Cuz "Y" is for yo ass you know that's how it is Nightmares wakin up like damn what a dream
And Hamilton, my old time friend They put his face on the front of the ten These are the dead, presidents From the hood and they represent The American dream