I was scattered with illusions and lies, now I got dreams of quiet suicide Dreams of being famous, Dreams of being rich Dreams of having anything I could ever wish People say, lifes a bitch, when ya live in the abyss But check this my friend put a bullet in head Doesnt seem justified, then I asked God why did my friend die No reply Some wont, acknowledge my feats, till I lay deceased Soon youll know what mean, they used me like automated machines Not knowing, while the clocks are slowly ticking, my Steams blowing Causing my scriptures to be depictured of my everyday life And they see me as a typical novice theyre just ignorant, obnoxious Time to show em I have dreams, n attaining them is the grand scheme of things [Hook] Im trying to make my dreams to reality My dreams to reality x2 Wishing this would happen outside of my dreams Constant condensation, of my heated steam is all see NY State of mind with Cement floors to sleep on Why am I getting slept on? Is it cause I living by quotations of patience And destroy limitations, to everyone whos hating while Im dominating I mean I Weave words together, so clever, with tireless effort ya see But Im stuck living minimum wage Yes I know this might just be a stage But Im not here to stay on the same page for days I want to rearrange my fate and escape And stop persevering through the fucking pain
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