a dream away Ooh, oh well, the good, good, good, good life Is just a dream away Just a dream, just a dream Just a dream, dream away Yeah, the good,
Tradução: The Cars. A Dream Away.
s a cheetah walking high liquid whispers dragonfly charleston booties painted toes drop the knot ivory soul take it on the run the good life is just a dream away
take a nigga to go to jail to say he love you? We be killin em boy we be killin em, damn, we used to dream of half a million, Now the family get money
Now go get fucking stomped son No I run this city I am Brooklyn's Nucky Thompson If they make me go in I'm a go right away Mny fly ass can't be stopped
definantly sure ill trade it all fabolous (Chorus - Jagged Edge) Girl I'd trade it all, money, cars and everything All, even give up my street dream
: [Verse 1] This for my nigga C-Murder, locked away This for the nigga conscious that took Pac away This For The Niggas screaming On Me But Not Today
rappers tryna clap at me I got these corny wanna be diss song kings on the radio Talkin' bout how they gon' spray and take me away But I'm the true living
rappers tryin to clap at me I got these corny wannabe, diss-song kings on the radio Talkin bout how they gon spray, and take me away But I'm the true
jack rappers tryna clap at me I got these corny wanna be diss song kings on the radio Talkin' bout how they gon' spray and take me away But I'm the true
Like the nike airs and that's when I go back Back where to the block, where the dreams never stop Cause it's hard to dream when your dream was being on
steer my thoughts right to that place That takes me far away When the traffic fills that concrete path That takes me back and forth I usually sit and dream
love them, why do I love them? Now the neighborhood's dimming, I smoke on the porch, watch the people as they pass enclosed inside their cars. On their
can pull you far away from home With a dream in your heart you?re never alone Dreams turn into dust and blow away And there you are without a friend You pack your car and ride away
that caprice With no copies made, I got the master keys And fast cars, fast women, fast cash, and c.r.e.a.m Commode you rappers like plasticine I have the dream
: Women behind bars Women in fast cars Women in distress Women with no dress Women in aeroplanes Women who play games Women in uniform See that woman
me this great movie camera. And My mother always hoped I'd become the next Milton Berle. But dreams of houses, and cars, and fresh-cut lawns aren't dreams
