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[Hook]
Baby I had this dream about you yesterday
I could not find no reasons nor no words to say
But still I hear these voices in my mind
Telling me that weâll fly away
One day weâll all fly away
Telling me that weâll fly away
Fly away from here
[Verse 1]
This has been on my agenda, for as long as I can remember
A&Râs sending back my demo labelled return to sender
But all that shit is time, now I soak the lime up
Basically Iâm sicker every time I throw a line up
Without the gat claims or mandatory fat chains
But run up on my fellas and weâre leaving you with back pains
When I was a broke ass it used to test my sanity
Now Iâm making money and it helps me feed my vanity
Bought my mother six cars, gave money to charity
And spat a load of sick bars, vocalised with clarity
Fuck it, no more saddle backs Iâm pulling up in Cadillacâs
Now I bank Swiss, I donât check my balance at Halifax
With all these accolades I might receive some Anthrax
Cause I slid up in more chicks than a tampax
Iâm in my groove Iâm allowed to chat shit
I told these fellas time ago one day Iâd be legit
Take a look around isnât this it?
[Hook]
Baby I had this dream about you yesterday
I could not find no reasons nor no words to say
But still I hear these voices in my mind
Telling me that weâll fly away
One day weâll all fly away
Telling me that weâll fly away
Fly away from here
[Verse 2]
Well, some did say they ainât feel me when I spit
I called em ebay, they were all full of shit
But then came the haters
While I was in the vapours
Putting a permanent hiatus on my legendary status
Like snails was the movement of my album sales
No one listened to my verses, my rhymes and tales
My fans and groupies donât care for me cause these times
Their fingers only do the opposite of peace signs
So thatâs my ordeal, I got a raw deal
My thoughts prevailing, but my actions failing
Them Hollywood suits tell me they got me on their roster
But small budget movies ainât gone land me with an Oscar
Shit, I remember I used to eat the game up like pac man
Now Iâve gone from that man, to robbing like bat man
Ainât no looking back, when you make it, itâs a fact
This the trials and tribulations of making money off your tracks man
[Hook]
Baby I had this dream about you yesterday
I could not find no reasons nor no words to say
But still I hear these voices in my mind
Telling me that weâll fly away
One day weâll all fly away
Telling me that weâll fly away
Fly away from here
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