Dollar and a Dream - Blitz The Ambassador

The year is '95 and I’m sittin' in the vibe

Still reclinin', listenin' to Biggs ready to dying

I was only thirteen, my mind and my dream

Memorizing every verse with the best of my teen

We gon' rock it, match it, the jackets with the round leather

Yo, who would hate thought it was 90 degree weather?

And I cried Segregada, one more time for the honor

Got on stage, hopped in the truck shaw

The only way I stayed was the reason for the freedom that I crave

Momma bangin' on my door, askin' Jesus, can you save him?

She could have sworn I lost my mind

All alone in my room, spittin' rhyme after rhyme

Of the vine, of the only achieve what is to come

The joy is so amazing, like the greater of the sun

Look at me now, never end those games for the glory

Just a case I’m Africa, here to tell my story

All I had was a dollar and a dream, all I ever had was a dollar and a dream

The year is 2000 and 5, New York city, open mikes' where I earn my stripes

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with a stack of CDs in my night stack

Boosted the?

parallel had to handle

Changed streets, I met my man James John

Told me we can get these lames on, hustle hard

Late nights on the H, playing the smell that would leave you nauseous

Hang a pistol everywhere, to hell with being cautious