Dreaming

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I came a long way since back in the day

From a teenager trying to make a rap in this way

Ever since I was a kid I had something to say

Rocking mics was a dream I didn't care about pay

I sacrificed late nights and going out with my friends

Just to stay home alone with my pad and my pen

Had my eyes on my prize, my mind on my goal

As I carved these rhymes out with my hear and my soul

I didn't have a CD; all I had was a tape

On the dole thru my flow was my only escape

From a world where they didn't wanna see my prevail

Didn't wanna see me take it all

They'd rather see me fail



Its like ...



[CHORUS]

I was down and out

Struggling

Wondered how I'm gonna make it thru

I got a dream (I got a dream)

Holding old (I'm gonna hold on)

I can't let go cos I gotta make it come true



Hey yo

I got a dream to make it big in New York

Give up the drugs and alcohol

I didn't want to distort

My vision to be living life to the full

And I wouldn't of made it if it wasn't for you

You picked me up every time that I fell

When I was going thru hell you told me that I would prevail

You said I had exactly what it took to be great

That I was young and in the future would a man I would make

Its like you saw something in me I couldn't see

You said I would succeed and be anything I wanted to be

I'm 23 and I just wanna be me

Wanna be free

Wanna be everything I can be

But I don't have many choices

Can't afford to be wrong

All I do is try to stay true to the words of my song

Just don't hesitate and wait too long

Cos like a dream when you wake up its gone ... its gone



[CHORUS]

I was down and out

Struggling

Wondered how I'm gonna make it thru (I had no money in my pockets)

I got a dream (all I had was a pad and a pen)

Holding old (that's all I ever needed)

I can't let go cos I gotta make it come true