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Dreams Don't Come True
03:41
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[Verse 1]
Wake me up from this dream. Cause it ain't what it seems. Every time I turn around somebody hating a G./
Talking down from a distance. I ain't got time to listen. I got my mind on money cause my hands is itching./
I gotta shine in this game. Man It ain't the same. Shiny grillz and diamond rangz. I gotta stack up my change./
I'm tryna get out the hood cause it's all I know. But I know there's more to see. I just need paper to go./ Where the real women at? You know I'm searching and looking. Everythang I ever wanted, I feel like it's been tooken./
Excuse my slang. That's just me. You see my struggle is hard. For everyday I'm trapped in the ghetto. My mind is scarred/
Dodging life behind bars. Puffing foreign cigars. Dreaming big like the stars to discover who we are./
I can't take it. I'm crazy. I stand up in amazement. Cause I'm going thru some thangs. I cannot erase it//
[Chorus]
I'm thowed in the head. Have you thought of me lately? My world is a trigger & there is no safety.
I'm trapped in the street life. What more can I do? This gotta be Hell cause dreams don't come true.
X2
[Verse 2]
I'm exhausted from Deja Vu. It seems like I'm never through. What can a man do, when there's no where to turn to?/
I try to ignore, negativity & pain. I'm beat down so bad, I'd rather sit in the rain./
It's like I'm caught in a trap, that I cannot avoid. Will this life a G living ever bring him some joy?/
I hold my head up high. Still I'm never forgiven. Some want me back up in prison like they ain't never missed me./
I got no kids of my own. It must be nice to be a father, with a wife you had to walk side by side down the alter./
I can't take it. Why understand what's meant to be left alone? How hard can it be, to have a place to call home?/
A 9-5 don't cut it. The dope game a let down & school full of fools how only listen when you around./
I can't take it. I'm crazy. I stand up in amazement. Cause I'm going thru some thangs. I cannot erase it.//
[Chorus]
I'm thowed in the head. Have you thought of me lately? My world is a trigger & there is no safety.
I'm trapped in the street life. What more can I do? This gotta be Hell cause dreams don't come true.
X2
[Saxophone Solo]
[Chorus]
I'm thowed in the head. Have you thought of me lately? My world is a trigger & there is no safety.
I'm trapped in the street life. What more can I do? This gotta be Hell cause dreams don't come true.
X2
[end of song]
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Chorus
The time is running out.
Panic lights are blinking now.
Pieces are falling down.
The pleasures come & gone.
& the nights just feel so long.
Pieces are falling down.
Verse 1
My future is uncertain. It's driving me wild. Close the curtain. I feel less than a child. What am I promised if I'm sensing nothings available? I must've chose the path where everything is unattainable. Time after time, the world is against me. I'm falling down to my knees, asking for the serenity. But the things I cannot change, are the things I want to change. Not to bring people back, but to have things rearranged. I search my heart & thoughts, deeply enough to know. No matter how much rejection, to just continue to go. Somehow things just keep looking dim. Have I been condemned? I know I'm in that water, but how far is my swim? I guess I won't know, until I drown, or if I make it. I'm done with trying to go, wherever life takes me. The pain of life, is far beyond depression. I think I'll get up and leave this psychiatric session.//end of Verse 1
Chorus
The time is running out.
Panic lights are blinking now.
Pieces are falling down.
The pleasures come & gone.
& the nights just feel so long.
Pieces are falling down.
Verse 2
I find myself, doubting words of every man. Encouragement is dead. I don't know if I can. Ever reach my goal. Man it's not this music. This music is my dream. My goal is how I'm doing. & I'm not doing well. I'm going through a spell. I'm not talking witchcraft. I'm talking more like Hell. I'm being held down. Somethings keeping me in check. I never asked for this. I am such a wreck. All I have is, the little faith I got. Even then, I wonder how this all will turn out? The tears won't stop flowing. The pressure keeps growing. I don't know where I'm at, but I'll keep going. I guess I won't know, until I fall, or if I make it. I'm done with trying to go, wherever life takes me. The pain of life, is far beyond depression. I think I'll get up and leave this psychiatric session.//end of Verse 2
Chorus
The time is running out.
Panic lights are blinking now.
Pieces are falling down.
The pleasures come & gone.
& the nights just feel so long.
Pieces are falling down.
Verse 3
I'm caved in & sleep. Nothings in my reach. I'm stumbling. I can't see. My darkness is deep. My mind is falling apart. What was once there is gone. My ideas are fading, as if my brain was blown. Why most people disguise themselves misconfiguring my mix? & most don't care not even a bit. They just wanna be rich. They ignore the love for music, that I have. & the search for the woman, that I'm tryna grab. My loved ones deserve better, but this is breaking me. My substance is fading & everything that made me. Something greater doesn't want me happy while I'm alive. I know I'm on that road, but how far is my drive? I guess I won't know, until I crash or if I make it. I just may have to go, wherever life takes me. The pain of life, is far beyond depression. I am trapped in this psychiatric session.//end of Verse 3
Chorus
The time is running out.
Panic lights are blinking now.
Pieces are falling down.
The pleasures come & gone.
& the nights just feel so long.
Pieces are falling down.
end of song
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Eureka
03:08
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Hook
Eureka. Yeah. I ballz with my feet up. The Black Jesus. They proud to meet ya.
Roll da weed up. Rest in peace bruh. Hold ya piece bruh. Speak ya peace bruh.
Ain't no peace bruh. In these streets.
Verse
There must be an imaginary line all us brothers crossing. I might be next. Every time you see me I'm walking./Are we victims of a slave system that's openly corrupt? You're just another nigga dead & don't nobody give a fuck./ Society claims I have no right to be mad at all. If it ain't da police killin' y'all? It's y'all killing y'all./ So what, I'm suppossed to except what you're telling me mane. These lawz playing with their news toys & causing us pain./ I understand you're not concerned . They're not killing your people. So don't you ever try to remind me or tell me we equal./ If they keep this up. They might spark a new revolution. People looting. Shooting and screaming "FUCK THE CONSTITUTION!"./ Don't. Think this can't happen. Respect the words I'm rapping. Like spoken prophecy you live it or die in transit./ Them boyz won't get the best of my life. I'm gone enhance it. I'm reminded, that I'm living a life that wasn't handed.//
Hook
Eureka. Yeah I ballz with my feet up. The Black Jesus. They proud to meet ya.
Roll da weed up. Rest in peace bruh. Hold ya piece bruh. Speak ya peace bruh.
Ain't no peace bruh. In these streets.
Verse
Either you doing dirt or gettin' done dirty. Which option is it? Either way you choose, society will be against ya./ It's a cold world, lonely living, blunt smokin', idle thinking. The only time people relate is when we're out drinking./ Look quit forcing the Bible all on me like I don't know better. Anybody that's been to prison can probably preach it better./ Quit judging me and repent, tonight for even attempting. Like I don't know your motives. You money hungry for members./ I admire your courage but it's being misused. Like the Governor Rick Perry your power's being abused./ You see you gotta fix your face a certain way when you see me. What a shame. You can't even love me for being me./ All the trial and error I've gone thru to change and be a better man, should've convinced y'all a long time ago. I keep a plan./ It's like I can't watch TV. Their feeding us lies. Telling us what they want us to hear. A true PIMP in disquise.//
Hook
Eureka. Yeah. I ballz with my feet up. The Black Jesus. They proud to meet ya.
Roll da weed up. Rest in peace bruh. Hold ya piece bruh. Speak ya peace bruh.
Ain't no peace bruh. In these streets.
Verse
I zone a lot so I can see situations for what they are. Instead of trying to see the finish line and the start./ I philosophize thru my eyes ideas you wouldn't compromise. So when you try to jepordize mine, just reach for the skies./ Raise up, off. That bullshit you talking now. Can't you see it's going down. It's going down. It's going down./ Too many times I'm hated. Y'all don't wanna see a nigga make it. Like a homeless man given a second chance to take it./ I don't care if I look the part or not. You shouldn't either. Y'all raise your standards so high people can never believe you./ Why you telling me one thing when you scared to explore your mind? That's the reason conversations die, every time./ People don't live what they preach and people forget what they know. Cause you ain't applying nothing to ya life that you've been shown./ I appreciate those that get at me, on this music. Most of these artist constantly fronting and ain't doing shit.//
Hook
Eureka. Yeah. I ballz with my feet up. The Black Jesus. They proud to meet ya.
Roll da weed up. Rest in peace bruh. Hold ya piece bruh. Speak ya peace bruh.
Ain't no peace bruh. In these streets.
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Intro
Dice game occurs and police show up drawing their weapons without a sign of threat from dice shooters and shoots and kills them.
Chorus(Sariah Mansoer)
The color of my skin
Should never ever determine
If live is worth living
What message are we sending
Verse 1 (Rawboss)
Yeah. Yeah.
25 to life's a black man's fear.
It's a slap on the wrist thou 4 everyone else here.
Who Am I, If I can't walk these streets?
Where's the terroristic vibe? Don't you eat where I eat?
We're supposed to come together, but we can't for some reason.
Good old Land of America why do you mislead me?
We could eliminate this race hate with simple documentation.
With American as the race instead of Black or Caucasian.
Chinese or Asian. We can do better together as a nation.
You know you're showing the world racism ain't ready 4 facing.
I'm losing faith in the system because the ignorant drive us down.
See ignorant ain't just those whose pants are saggin' to the ground.
Look around. We all want the same. Stop looking to blame.
Why when we pick up on the rules you change the rules to the game?
Who am I addressing? It's simple. The US government.
What's constitutional ain't constitutional & it's bugging me.
Chorus (Sariah Mansoer)
The color of my skin
Should never ever determine
If live is worth living
What message are we sending
Verse 2 (Artwork)
According to law thats protocol illegal search and seizures coming out the mall/
They said I match the discription of disturbance calls/
They drawing down on me telling me to leave my car/
They got me cuffed to the wall frisking on my balls/
These cowards got it all wrong im a working man/
I pay my taxes making legal presidents been at my job for years held the same residenece/
These coppers hatin conversatin til the bitter end/
All because im doing well focused on my kids lets keep it real we know the foucus on my tone of skin/
Here we go again now I got to pay the price/
they said they saw me shootin dice by the store that night/
Became a casualty of spite through the line of sight/
They staged a fight planted guns on me and took my life/
This shit aint right never read my rights now tell my wife/
Im among the other innocent that gave my stripes/
Chorus (Sariah Mansoer)
The color of my skin
Should never ever determine
If life is worth living
What message are we sending
Verse 3 (Artwork & Rawboss)
(Artwork)
It seem like more to me fourty thieves couldnt take all my royalty
desendants of kings conduct myself like a mortal being/
(Rawboss)
The majority priority is to rule with senority.
Abusing the minority against their own authority.
(Artwork)
I know my poetry flow I keep it eched out in gold
these racist faces gon know they going places alone/
(Rawboss)
What's the reason behind your actions are all I wanna know.
A hateful heart ain't the problem if it lies in your soul.
(Artwork)
Can't decide to let go the hatred carved in your sins,
probably teaching your kids to keep the hatred within/
(Rawboss)
The color of my skin shouldn't offend. We are human.
I wanna provide 4 my family, but you don't want me to do it.
(Artwork)
this ignorance is foolish to many its strictly humor
time to educate these tutors and make em use their medula/
(Rawboss)
What message are we sending to the unknown future.
We live & die under the watchful eye but the feeling is mutual.
Chorus (Sariah Mansoer)
The color of my skin
Should never ever determine
If life is worth living
What message are we sending
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6. |
Crush (ft. Jennie J)
04:25
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Chorus (Jennie J)
Don't say you love me
When it's just a crush
Don't say that you need me
Cause that's not enough
Don't say that you love me
When it's just a crush
I need someone real babe
Your love's not enough
Verse (Rawboss)
Playing with my heart. Baby that ain't cool.
We too grown for this & I ain't got time to be rude.
What's the point of using words if they don't mean nothing?
When you say you love somebody you supposed to really love 'em.
Now can I hold you accountable if you really down for me?
Show me that you really want me and you'll be around for me.
If you just crushing on me baby I don't need that.
I'm tryna have a future. I'm hoping you can see that.
Do you really wanna spend some time & get to know me better?
I'm not a temporary side man. I'm all about forever.
Down 4 whatever. Tell me are you cool with that?
Fool me one time. Girl I won't fool back.
Save the need for games. I see you never gone change.
This back and forth life is too much heartache & pain.
I'd rather be left alone. Then share a divided home.
Chorus (Jennie J)
Don't say you love me
When it's just a crush
Don't say that you need me
Cause that's not enough
Don't say that you love me
When it's just a crush
I need someone real babe
Your love's not enough
Verse (Rawboss)
Speaking from the other side. What I'm posed to do?
If you never open up & let a G love you?
Don't bring up your ex. Don't bring up your past.
We building on something we both want to last.
Don't make it hard 4 me. I'm not a part of the.
Hateful & heartless see. Don't keep love far from me.
Like it's all in a jar & I can't get inside.
Can I show you my world? I got nothing to hide.
I swallowed my pride & walked in full stride.
But is it enough to have you by my side?
If time don't tell. Where am I to look?
I can't read your mind. Closed book.
What I gotta do to show you I'm the only one worthy enough to hold you?
I been, real from the jump. I showed you & told you.
Don't let the dudes you done been with ruin things 4 us.
We ain't gotta rotate like wheels on a bus.
Is this all cause I walk away every time we fuss.
I'm still tryna find out why your love so tough.
Remember why we together in the first place.
& everything we did on our first date.
Everything was cool just the other day.
I'm supposed to be the one to wipe your tears away.
Chorus (Jennie J)
Don't say you love me
When it's just a crush
Don't say that you need me
Cause that's not enough
Don't say that you love me
When it's just a crush
I need someone real babe
Your love's not enough
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Rawboss Longview, Texas
Rawboss raps about the world and changes he wishes would happen while trying to shake the street life that he can't seem to escape. His goal is to be able to promote a positive message and spark minds both young and old as a social activist, along with having people fall in love with hip-hop all over again. ... more
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