Текст песни Spose - In Your Dreams (feat. Chris Webby)
I used to have work clothes, looking like I rolled in the dirt road
Boss was in jerk mode, now I got fans in the first row
Used to blaze two and a prelude
With my eyes all glassy like a space suit
Spittin', gettin' pissy like a drug test
Sippin' on a blood red bud heff
But I'm the best on the beats, it's destined to be, S to the P
O to the S to the E, MC, got cash for my speech
I never went to sleep without grass in my cleats
I've been earnin' a permanent place and I'm takin' it passionately
But my biceps are lookin' like Avril Lavigne's
I rep for Maine rap, I'm yet to change that
Swept but my tank jacked, yep the same cat
Jizzin' on her vertebrae the way I came back
If he ain't wack, he must have "Spizzy" on the name tag
I've been spittin' what the citizens livin'
And my vision isn't primitive, is it?
It's like visiting when I deliver uninhibited riveting images
Of villagers' children I got definitive scribbling
Opponents groanin' when I'm holdin' paper
I think they're unfamiliar with my nomenclature
All these hatin' thug rappers give me love after
And my raps attract biters like a bug zapper
They told me "In your dreams"
Would I ever get to do this rap shit
Keep my head up and look right past it
And I don't know about you
But I know I wanna do what I love
And I'mma do it til the day that I'm done
They told me "In your dreams"
Would I ever get to live this life
So I'm just makin' sure I'm livin' it right
And I don't know about you
But I'mma keep my trees rolled up
At the top, lookin' down like what?
You can find me posted up, acid tracing, I stay in the cut
Fat dutch with my hand on my nuts
Wear a watch just 'cause, I don't look at it much
Shit, I don't slap it to base, yo I'm never in a rush, get it?
Just a stoner, no college diploma
But got a jar that's full of sour with a godly aroma
Got a load of bullshit I gotta deal with on the daily
Success is a motherfuckin' double edged blade, B
That's how it is, just a matter of fact
I'm a humble dude, yo, I just happen to rap
And I do it to the fullest, what's the matter with that?
Shit, I put the work in, let me gather my stacks
Yeah, shout to Maine O.O.B
From the 207 to the 203
Doin' me kicks clean when I step up in the scene
Fuckin' with me? Heh, in your dreams
Bitch, Webby
They told me "In your dreams"
Would I ever get to do this rap shit
Keep my head up and look right past it
And I don't know about you
But I know I wanna do what I love
And I'mma do it til the day that I'm done
They told me "In your dreams"
Would I ever get to live this life
So I'm just makin' sure I'm livin' it right
And I don't know about you
But I'mma keep my trees rolled up
At the top, lookin' down like what?
I met some snakes in the apple like the first couple burned
In that kerfuffle, learn the ropes and turnbuckles
So not to burst bubbles, but you must be wylin'
If you think I will be silent like the word "subtle"
I risked a hundred thousand dollars on Spose, bros
If you not all in on you, you oughta fold
Hunkered in my bunker tryna get it
Until I'm lightheaded as spelunkers in a crevice
I got crowds hailin' back like we're bickering
Because I spit the shit that's sicker than a chick who's sniffling
The formula's a simple thing, you get the ticket
Sit and then you sip a drink
I spit the hits that get you tickled pink around the nipple ring
Woo, let me show you where Maine is
I'm from the pines, got lines like a flame broiled angus
I slang language, been sellin' it from the genesis
Be ready 'cause I'm heavy as Webby in the Connecticut
Seen but by LL Bean they said "In your dreams"
They told me "In your dreams"
Would I ever get to do this rap shit
Keep my head up and look right past it
And I don't know about you
But I know I wanna do what I love
And I'mma do it til the day that I'm done
They told me "In your dreams"
Would I ever get to live this life
So I'm just makin' sure I'm livin' it right
And I don't know about you
But I'mma keep my trees rolled up
At the top, lookin' down like what?
