Street Dreams (Remix)

Yo, this remix goes out to everybody out there

That call theyself keepin' it real

From yours truly, escobar and big r

From New York to chi-town

Check it out now

Commissioner steve stoute

Trackmasters, qb, check it, yo

Low profile, rap style, slick as nu nile

Give the crew pounds every time we cover new ground

Still survivin' but there's a few down, back in the essence

I'm askin' questions on the phone with jail adolescents

Quiet confession, the system's applyin' the pressure

My mind is guessin', is livin' and dyin' a lesson?

But not to be obliged with the mirage of cars

Take me off track from what the gods focus on hard

Laid up, smokin' cigars, motionin' maids

To bring me toast and eggs kosher

Ice chokers and wolves to smoke ya

My wisdom culture lives in ultra madness

Devoted coach bag bitch

Broke, the average nigga's hopes to get mad rich

But what's the purpose?

Only the gods can watch the earth twist

I'm physically trapped down on the surface

With all the crack merchants, snakes and serpents

Foul jakes that search us

Clowns with four pounds, this ain't a circus

Street dreamer (oh mercy mercy me)

Ain't nothin' out there for ya

(There ain't nothin' out there for you)

Situations gettin' heavy

Heavy, heavy, tryin' to be a gangster

Black clouds over the hood, I'm on the corner with the thugs

Late night under the moon as they assume I'm slangin' drugs

'Cause I'm hooded up, thought a g a night wasn't good enough

Pushed my luck, yo, they had a brother put in cuffs

Luckily, made it out of court comfortably

Judge said I need a job, ain't nothin' comin' free

Could've got a one to three

I try to school these shorties under me

But they can't see, from life to death

So now we back to where we never left

The ghetto – it's a damn shame, knowin' it's a man's game

Shorty thinks it's time to make your plans change

All that runnin' round tryin' to chase what's already here

Been there, it's goin' nowhere

Pops told me knuckle up, no fear

I wish some of these killings they could be prevented

Whatever happens, it was written, meaning God meant it

But during life, you put your heart in it

Even though it seems we bein' targeted

Let that brother r hit it

Street dreamer (oh mercy mercy me)

Ain't nothin' out there for ya

(There ain't nothin' out there for you)

Situations gettin' heavy

Heavy, heavy, tryin' to be a gangster

Dream on, dream on

Dream on, dream on

Dream on, dream on

Dream on, dream on

Street dreamer, yeah

Street dreamer, dream on

Dream on

Sort of wild; since a child, hope was all we had

Dreamt of plushed-out pads

Complainin', the mental strainin'

How many in my crew was into gainin'?

Subtract the weak links up out the chain and

Rise and start reignin'

Blasphemy usin' nas' name in vain

Some claim supreme being yet they lied in his name

I tried to learn the game and only thing I found incredible

Everything I tried to learn, see, I already knew (that's right)

And it's embedded in my heart now

So I could sit back, count a stack, and play my part now

I saw my life flash in front of my eyes, he wore disguise

Put a gun to me, hungry, he went on to chastise

That's nas, ain't it? Made it rich from entertainment

Fresh wally's painted, as he told the kid he came with

My first thought was: How the game flip?

Yo, perhaps it was somebody I smacked drunk in a party on yac

Or was I marked for a contract for some foul act

I did a while back or even beyond that

He got me layin' face flat, sayin' my grace, black

Woke up in a cold sweat, yo, I hate that

Nightmares feelin' real, word to will

My a-alike I lost in the battlefield

That's why I hit the mic with mad appeal

Grab your shield and meet your maker

The queens niggas die for paper

Deed the things, the street dreams will take ya

Street dreamer (oh mercy mercy me)

Ain't nothin' out there for ya

(There ain't nothin' out there for you)

Situations gettin' heavy

Heavy, heavy, tryin' to be a gangster

Street dreamer (oh mercy mercy me)

Ain't nothin' out there for ya

(There ain't nothin' out there for you)

Situations gettin' heavy

Heavy, heavy, tryin' to be a gangster

Street dreamer (oh mercy mercy me)

Ain't nothin' out there for ya

(There ain't nothin' out there for you)

Situations gettin' heavy

Heavy, heavy, tryin' to be a gangster