J.E.D. - Dream Boy, Dream lyrics

(Faulty Cognition) He was a young kid from Brooklyn, fifteen maybe sixteen Grew up on hip hop but skin whiter than a saltine Lyrical ability and played some instruments Stuck inside his shell and he lacked the diligence (J.E.D.) In school he was a misfit At home he ain't have sh** His fam loved him enough but life was still mad rough Constantly felt neglected, just wanted to be respected Rhymin was an escape it gave him a small drop of faith (Faulty Cognition) Not the type of kid to care what people think Started spittin what he though was fire with his ink He would freestlye a bit when he was drunk and high But his goal was to become that next rapper guy (J.E.D.) Cla**mates laughed and laughed like he was a circus clown Ate him up inside but he didn't crack one frown Day after day they ripped him apart You never gonna make it just stop before you start (Faulty Cognition) He felt determined like this sh** was fueling his cause He worked night after night just perfecting his bars Came out with a couple of track hoping they would hit big But they got dubbed and laughed at this mysterious kid (J.E.D.) A straight A student started skipping cla** Unhappy so he considered using that gla** Hard d** ain't for anyone let alone teens But nothing could stop him from becoming a feen (Faulty Cognition) He started getting angry at the game He was in denial ‘cause he thought his lyrics would lead to fame He was getting pushed to the limit changing his image Body crumbling on him, few more days he'd be finished (J.E.D.) Ignored all the continuous hate but it got him irate Started working on a mixtape music was his soulmate If this project failed his dope would be derailed The pa**ion he brought in the booth damn it shoulda been hailed (Faulty Cognition) He thought this mixtape would change people's minds Thought all the hardwork would definitely be worthwhile But after dropping that sh** had a couple views maybe three sh** was free poor kid thought it was just a bad dream (J.E.D.) But reality was that no one was showing love People said you crazy if you think this'll get you a buzz Handed CDs out on the streets they ended up in the trash This was burning his dreams and making ‘em ash (Faulty Cognition) That was it this young kid was way beyond pissed He started blaming it on other type of sh** Is it ‘cause Im not black? Is it ‘cause I'm from the suburbs? They hating on me ‘cause I didn't come up through through the struggle (J.E.D.) His only pa**ion had him lost and perplexed By now he was a druggie parents found him constantly wrecked People started seeing less and and less of him They forgot he even existed ‘cause they never recognized he was gifted (Faulty Cognition) He was thinking is my life really worth it? I worked my a** off and God reversed it I tried to love the game I tried to keep my head up But people these days hate unless they see you got your bread up (J.E.D.) You hear about these success stories Americans love them bottom up glories But people struggling to make it where's they recognition? Pushed to depression until suicide is the ultimate decision (Faulty Cognition) He gave up it was done So he figured lemme grab my mixtape some weed and a bottle of liquor They weren't f**ing with him and they ain't f** with his raps So he loaded up co*ked it back and CLACK