Scribe - Scribe - Dreaming lyrics

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Scribe - Scribe - Dreaming lyrics

Check it out, 1, 2, hey yo, hey yo I came a long way since back in the day From a teenager trying to make a rap in this way Ever since I was a kid I had something to say Rocking mics was a dream I didn't care about pay I sacrificed late nights and going out with my friends Just to stay home alone with my pad and my pen Had my eyes on my prize, my mind on my goal As I carved these rhymes out with my hear and my soul I didn't have a CD; all I had was a tape On the dole thru my flow was my only escape From a world where they didn't wanna see my prevail Didn't wanna see me take it all They'd rather see me fail Its like ... [Chorus] I was down and out Struggling Wondered how I'm gonna make it thru I got a dream (I got a dream) Holding old (I'm gonna hold on) I can't let go cos I gotta make it come true Hey yo I got a dream to make it big in New York Give up the d** and alcohol I didn't want to distort My vision to be living life to the full And I wouldn't of made it if it wasn't for you You picked me up every time that I fell When I was going thru hell you told me that I would prevail You said I had exactly what it took to be great That I was young and in the future would a man I would make Its like you saw something in me I couldn't see You said I would succeed and be anything I wanted to be I'm 23 and I just wanna be me Wanna be free Wanna be everything I can be But I don't have many choices Can't afford to be wrong All I do is try to stay true to the words of my song Just don't hesitate and wait too long Cos like a dream when you wake up its gone ... its gone [Chorus] I was down and out Struggling Wondered how I'm gonna make it thru (I had no money in my pockets) I got a dream (all I had was a pad and a pen) Holding old (that's all I ever needed) I can't let go cos I gotta make it come true Hey yo It was a sunny day and we were feeling high Jamming the song underneath the baby blue sky Thinking 'bout in the time when we were so poor 'Member the kids used to laugh at the clothes we wore We always knew one day that things were gonna change And from that day I was never gonna be the same I went to sleep that night; I dreamt I touched the sky And ever since I've been trying to keep my dream alive So when you see this Scribe, dropping the Ill'ed rhyme To find how I'm living mine in this day and time I'm working 9 to 5; I'm slaving over beats Its hard work living the dream I hardly ever sleep I'm in the rhythm deep, Yo just trying to do my thing Its funny when you shine and people hate to see the gleam No matter what they say keep on doing what you do And don't give up cos only you can make that dream come true

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