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saint cassius - analog dreams lyrics

[verse 1: saint c-ssius]
yeah yeah

a young legend
destined for the crown no question
a king from a broke peasant
a life lesson
to never judge a book by the aisle it’s in
cause every now and then it could be misplaced by mistake
i knew i was the one in the fifth grade
when i had the caesar with the temp fade
and me and tre was school in n-ggas out in kips bay
when ball was life
now i’m reading books from james baldwin like
i can’t believe my pop pop went to high school with em
i wonder if the ever shot dice under broadway lights
and on them cold harlem nights
if they used to talk about their life goals and if it all went right
i wonder what the great author would say
would he take nas or jay
biggie or pac
put someone else at the top
would he even acknowledge the cl-ssics
or write them off like taxes
i close my eyes and just imagine
in these -n-log dreams

[chorus: otc]

just a kid up on the keys on sunday
betcha n0body believe that one day they would know his name
all the time that he would steal in one night
he just did it for the feeling he thought it was all the same

free free free free free to live in our dreams

[verse 2: saint c-ssius]
what if every sample was free
and playing instruments was necessary to be considered legendary
what if making trap music was expensive
and net neutrality hit and caused a whole lot of tension
would we start recording live like the vintage sessions
or maybe adapt and find a new sound of progression
what if every gangsta rapper was a gangsta
instead of n-ggas just reporting hood views like news anchors
and what if every girl realized that n-ggas like what they like and real music started to rise
would we copy cat the sound of great vibes
or simply chalk it up to the sign of the times

[chorus: otc]

free free free free free to live in our dreams

[verse 3: omari hardwick]
what if late night your dreams came alive
what if they was scared so they hide
somewhere in the corners of your mind
when you wake you would ask if they’d come out and play
what if they said they ain’t feel yo vide
you ain’t played fair so they rather stay inside or wait a day with your nightmare
like you left all your empty stairs in flimsy crate with broken truths and empty dears with rain soaked shoes leaving muddy waters everywhere
day dreamed to find drakes fireworks in the air
fullt decorate with the light flairs
to you see your face somewhere up there
this be really music dog
and over abused catalog of how to heal the blues without demerol
always dreaming in -n-log always wished upon a four sided song
and my name is somewhere yo in the log
with the four sides marley junior gong
throw kerosene on my harley until the gas be gone
watching the trees p-ss until the leaves be blow
if i was skinned down to the bone into the middle of the street
when no one is there did i fall or was my worst dream just shown
-n-log to the big screen till i had grown
from willie nelson 2pac what if someday i could tell them i went from movies with the rock to making moves with the rock
what if i was the ghost of hendrix when he dropped
running frantic like a boy on the clocks begging rosa parks to save me a spot
so i can play a little diddy for rocks greats dream of hip hop meets jimmy and the run dmc of rock
he go the scene close ya eyes until they fill flop
and look back into yourself
ask if my dreams come true before the beat drop
and if no one is here to hear it to
will i wake before the -n-logs do
before the music stops
c-ssius done cashed in on the slave crops do you vow to do part
i dooooooo

- saint cassius lyrics

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