[Verse 1: Styles Nubian] If my dreams are the future what was last night Past life praying to God to get my path right The hustlers I knew taught me to get my stash right I'm my brother's keeper so I will til they act right Ef wishing he had a father Cypha saying words to his ain't an option I'm in between that sh** preaching that love is the power I know they honor this and they never will dishonor That keeps me calmer and then I carry on Very strong put my heart out on this very song Devine human definition like the Charle Seddon Mentalist out of this park like I'm Barry Bonds Cause when it comes to spitting flows you can count me in Styles Nubian got more bars then the county pin Rowdy men running and kicking down your front doors Styles on the mic't hispanic like Zoro [Hook: Twi-Lite/Styles] Life ain't nothing but a dream realize when you live it Things ain't always what it seems Keep Calm & Carry On (4 x) [Verse 2: Twi-Lite] I've alienated myself from everyone that I know Cuz I've been searching I've been lost in space again They always say I'm going crazy but what did I do I'm faded and flunking school they degrade Lord save me end I can feel it in my soul yearning freedom Clothes my eyes and realize that sh** ain't always what it seems I had a dream but then the consequence Was an ambulance a blatant disregard for paying common sense What's the common cents, the cardiac and ba**-line define my heartbeat In a crisis and lately I've been so indecisive n***a living Christ-less get the pen the paper light this And Lord knows that a n** ain't living righteous I pick up the pen and I then I write just And what you'll die for and what you'll live for Just had a friend that past away and now my heart mourns But you can only burn a bridge when you're air born [Hook: Twi-Lite/Styles] Life ain't nothing but a dream realize when you live it Things ain't always what it seems Keep Calm & Carry On (4 x) [Verse 3: Styles] To all my hit hoes my murder mommys I be in church telling the devil get behind me What Imma say might get yall mad at me probably Gospel rappers a wack lyrics are hella corny There I go, elevating from the subject my conscience Is being chased my thinking is the suspect Still I try to work hard till the kingdom come Showing love with a heart so cold you can freeze the sun _ [Verse 3: Twi-Lite] Yeah I freeze the sun and pa** the blunt Then murder hoes and gain credits till my masters come No seat belts on perform with an audience And call shots like a king you obedient Middle fingers up to media cuz they believe in ya Then they be leaving ya so never tedious Direct the context it's complex They say we heartless but I just use my heart less [Hook: Twi-Lite/Styles] Life ain't nothing but a dream realize when you live it Things ain't always what it seems Keep Calm & Carry On (4 x)