[Verse 1: Black Milk]
And the story goes never how the story's told
Just woke up out a dream with my brain bent
Life glares mixed with nightmares
And now I'm tryna make it all make sense
I'm on my eighth sense, yo you know it ain't sh**
We ain't grow up living the life n***a
It was poison in the place where we came from
We ain't grow up in no paradise n***a
I lay in bed while staring at the ceiling
While the scenes from the dreams is slowly disappearing
Got me thinking wish I could rewind time, yo just trippin'
Yo, rewind time do a lot of things different
Like moved out the game wouldn't of done it all the same
Wouldn't of been outside a club to rob a n***a for a chain
Probably should've remained in that church a little longer
But I didn't now I'm standing thinking d**h's around the corner
Uh, but make no mistakes yo
Made many mistakes though
Can't even fake so someone have to pay fo'
Got a lotta hate fo' so I had to pace slow
What does it all mean?
To lose your soul to try to live an American dream
f** a life here, I'd rather go to sleep and live inside my nightmare