Bedrock (producer) - Dream lyrics

[The Jacka] I guess I revived the scene, they finally realize who's king I remind them so much of who they supposed to be, the best time I ever had in my life was free Grabbed the mic on the stage ripped the crowd, errybody was amazed then look at me now Even though I'm older I still helped my little n***as spout Prayed for a change in the hood but (it was all a dream) [Ampichino] I used to spray AR[?] magazines on the block where its hot serving crack to fiends Looking at high beams, running from sireans, the mob ain't no team we're a f**ing machine Regime, Treal Shottaz, Devilz Rejectz, all through traffic with a mac in da p-jects f** da boy, we did it off the muscle, fake thugs I'm Ray Luv “Forever Hustlin'” We came from nuttin to sumthin, I gave my n***as the script to keep bumpin Let the Feds get on your dick, they keep dumpin Think you're slick, try'n to get n***a rich like Mr. Drummond You can get what you want no problem-o, drive up and get served right through your car window You can cop like Carl Winslow, come up short and you're gonna get popped with a four nickel [Chorus: The Jacka] x2 Wake me up if I'm dreaming I'm about to go crazy Look at what the world made me Where's the dreams I keep chasing[?] [The Jacka] Yeah, It was all a dream Cooking crack knocked[?] it off I'm a fiend Dope drived from the lean, ghost ride in my beam Bounce in gank up outside of a thing She said “I go, I know I'm on but thanks anyways” “Matter of fact, where you stay? I got plans for you.” You a do everything that I tell you to Let's get rich f** everything you've been though I'm in the hood all the time, tryna leave here too You're about to lose your mind trying to be here though Big dreams make it so you really need me ho Remember me your whole life because I'm ice cream cold Got a real expensive taste for the price you'll love On the block overnight, my top is out of sight Hiding from the Task and them cars that is all white Hus had the slaps sitting up he was tight Had the time of my life when he was home, that's life [Chorus] x2 [Zumbi] Yeah, it was all a dream Sitting in the south, head spinning Trying to earn me a living, see a fool straight winning But ah, I guess it's all written for the good Struggling watching homies drown in the hood We young and restless, the law's gonna test us You can't cop a Lexus on minimum wage And you can't find a job but we gotta get paid Some will run like a slave, I'm a spit a grenade That will split all the drama, devils are made And I'll chant how we rhyme but it wouldn't get played So I stayed in the shade, my dreams kept me warm I perform like a storm for the sh** that we on And that we in the business, you can bear witness Don't have to grind D, getting G is my gift is So I lift this shackle and chain There been a weight on my brain with no c**aine But see, we moving up getting over the pain It's like an everyday thang, we be one in the same From the pimps and the pusher to the preachers and hookers Like Melle Mel pushed us over the edge Pour a little bit of liquor out over the dead Reminisce on my folk who went out before me and bled Keep the dreamin' alive is how we survive I thank God that my nine to five is to get live