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Album:The Blueprint, Vol 2- The Gift And The Curse |
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A Dream |
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It was all a dream |
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Last night I had a dream |
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Thoughts was racin through my head (it was all a dream) |
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Felt so real to me |
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This is what was said.. |
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Had a dream I said, bout who he said? |
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Bout B.I.G. I said, that\'s big he said |
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Dig he said, proceed he said |
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Indeed I said, so - breathe I did |
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Don\'t repeat what I say I said, he said nothin |
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He agreed with his head, he just nodded like this |
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What I believe to be a yes I re-peated what was said |
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It came to me like a .. well as even I said |
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You feel playboy, was the greeting he said |
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First thing I wanted to know, what\'s the reason he was dead? |
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More money, more problems, better believe it, he said |
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Careful what you wish for you might receive it, he said |
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I see I said, jealousy I said |
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Got the whole industry mad at me I said |
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Then B.I. said, Hov\' remind yourself |
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nobody built like you, you designed yourself |
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I agree I said, my one of a kind self |
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Get stoned every day like Jesus did |
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What he said, I said, has been said before |
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Just keep doin your thing, he said, say no more |
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Was it all a dream - tell me |
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Was it all a dream, was it a dream |
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Was it all a dre-eeee-eeeee-eeam |
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Was it all a dream - was it a dream |
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Was it all a dream, a dream |
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Was it all a dre-eeee-eeeee-eeam |
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It was all a dream, I used to read Word Up magazine |
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Salt\'n\'Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine |
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Hangin pictures on my wall |
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Every Saturday, Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl |
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I let my tape rock \'til my tape popped |
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Smokin weed and bamboo, sippin on private stock |
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Way back, when I had the red and black lumberjack |
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with the hat to match |
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Remember Rappin\' Duke? Duh-ha, duh-ha |
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You never thought that hip-hop would take it this far |
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Now I\'m in the limelight cause I rhyme tight |
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Born sinner, the opposite of a winner |
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Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner |
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Peace to Ron G, Brucey B, Kid Capri |
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Funkmaster Flex, Lovebug Starsky |
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I\'m blowin up like you thought I would |
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Call the crib, same number same hood, it\'s all good |
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Uhh, and if you don\'t know, now you know, nigga |
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Was it all a dream - tell me |
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Was it all a dream, was it a dream |
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Was it all a dre-eeee-eeeee-eeam |
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Was it all a dream - was it a dream |
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Was it all a dream, a dream |
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Was it all a dre-eeee-eeeee-eeam |
