1st Verse
Ask him what his kicks is
Sickest
Why is these chickses
All ticklish
Why is his style
So ridiculous
Words so meticulous
Guess I should have figured this
Ya philistines
Obey my work like Leviticus
All critics sshhh
Now ya all take a hit of this
Summon my apprentices
World requests presences
I'll be back
After these messages
Hook
From a life so foul
Palms to the crowd
Need ya'll to bow
Ya hear me now
I'm a dream believer
Ya feel me now
I'm a dream believer
x2
2nd Verse
I'm the verdict
On what freshness is
I put emphasis on Kid's instruments
So these distances
For instants is
A result from insolent incidents
An what what separates
Me from you
You got a problem
We could do that too
Ya bad ass is glass yea I see right through
Then ya claim you got tracks but me like who
The rap games a b*tch its mine
I kiss an tell
You get dissed an lie get pissed an cry
An I don't say that I'm fly
I say I'm stuck in the sky
Wings not needed gravity don't apply
How I Rob Young the track an just float on by
Hopes still alive
I used to be addicted to moon shine now I'm dedicated to making the moon mine
Oh my
Hook
From a life so foul
Palms to the crowd
Need ya'll to bow
Ya hear me now
I'm a dream believer
Ya feel me now
I'm a dream believer
x2
3rd Verse
This the Louie Ville shuffle
How yall look left but I go right
Now that's a lesson on life
It ain't a myth I might
Just lift your sight
You could find what the end of the tunnel is like
I'm the key to the cabinet lost in the labyrinth
The language I've crafted is often dramatic
For life often tragic
Equal to me that's often imagined
You soft an fragile
I'm Tarzan on a vine
My shine stay stuck in your mind
I'm ahead of my time
Anticipating my prime
Waiting on the world to collide
As the book would describe
Hopefully God allow me to slide
But as I grip this pride
An expose your kind for what it is inside
What's the first thing that comes to mind
Ya might as well fly
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Lyrics submitted by MusicMag.