?she did it anyways explain better when your trying to see some better days the suns up catch those rays butterfly style who?s got chase chorus: but she still dreams
?she did it anyways Explain better when your trying to see some better days The suns up catch those rays Butterfly style who's got chase [Chorus:] But she still dreams
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better?she did it anyways Explain better when your trying to see some better days The suns up catch those rays Butterfly style who's got chase [Chorus:] But she still dreams
to get money man? That shit been long gone, come on Have much to do with nigga since Nicolas Bond Poppin' and choppin' until the day that I'm gone Shyne poor 'cuz your dream
I need a sign, to let me know you're here All of these lines are being crossed over the atmosphere I need to know, that things are gonna look up 'Cause
the moon was bright shining It was Saturday nite the moon was bright shining down as harvest light Music all around to hear set the stage an atmosphere
sanity there lies a thin line Some dwell in hotels with Jezebels A stone age and fall a victim to the plague Unclean bad dreams of Wyclef being a fiend
And crack once the atmosphere brings the temperature back Sacks only in dress pants Have you ever danced with the devil in pale moonlight? I have, Hollywood niggas make me laugh Sell a dream
Better stop dreaming of the quiet life 'Cause it's the one we'll never know And quit running for that runaway bus 'Cause those rosy days are few And
The bird is here and we are off To wherever those wings take us The atmosphere is crawling with airlines That wind through the clouds And look down
afraid Roller coaster through the atmosphere My imagination's takin' me away Now I'ma dance like I never dance Sing like I never sing, dream like I've never dreamed
you wish, is a place kept secret and no one ... you just gotta know somebody, yow! with me you're good to go, welcome to the next level, we are dream
past these visions And hurrying more reflects on the dance floor Blowing up and having mad people showing up Packing crowds jam-packed venues Needles collapse, while atmosphere
umm, who knows.. Mur-uhh, Murphey Lee or somethin) Murphey Lee- I want my name not, not said but screamed I went from fantasies to dreams,from dreams
I think his name's umm, who knows? Mur uhh, Murphey Lee or somethin' I want my name not, not said but screamed I went from fantasies to dreams, from dreams
bright and early Waxin for me, Filin taxes for me-- suckin dick for me What did you dream, what did you dream you'd be? Are you where you wanna be? 2
