your little dreams Oh no, your heart can't grieve Not for your little dreams All your dreams are over now And all your wings have fallen down All your dreams
your little dreams Oh no your heart can't grieve Not for your little dreams All your dreams are over now And all your wings have fallen down All your dreams
Fordítás: TV On The Radio. Álmok.
For your little dreams Oh no your heart can't grieve Not for your little dreams All your dreams are over now And all your wings have fallen down All your dreams
stop when I'm at the very top You shitted on me on your way up It's 'bout to be a scary drop Cause what goes up must come down You going down on something
I contemplate, believin' in karma Those on top could just break, and won't be eatin' tomorrow I know some bitches who be sleepin' on niggaz dreams, they
left him cuz he made you feel worthless And you were scared cuz I made you so nervous Well lets play it like you never heard the radio Or seen the tv
I dreamed I was the president of these united states I dreamed I replaced ignorance, stupidity and hate I dreamed the perfect union and a perfect law,
hear it on the AM radio Yeah, you could hear the music on the AM radio I can still hear mama say "Boy turn that radio down!" Oh mom that show again
on K L C nigga, come on, holla I done tightened up on my G dog Wacko outcher flippin' these hoes like see saws Ya man trippin' girl, look we can creep on
[Shock G] The TV's trying to gee Shockalock's mind And Shockalock's [???] got a Body-Hat, blind I'm not so I block brainwashed nuts with the bag Like TV on
damnest thing, I wanna buy you all the finest things Big house on the hill, super-size your rings My mind's on my money, and my money's on my mind Get
could be in the desert lost without a place to go But we'd be so in love that we wouldn't even know Who needs a TV and who needs a radio I don't need
taxin' the poor? No one really cares about You, me or themselves you can tell, they livin' in hell But they come on the TV lookin' so swell Sellin' you dreams
my art is applauded (Why you ain't call me?) You sleep on my music and that's a damn shame 'cause I slam my bang (Why you ain't) I've been on tour with
