Dreams by Aruaz Lyrics
[Intro]
I used to have dreams where I helped other people
Now I can't sleep and I'm up counting sheep so
I relive the dreams I had back in the past
Back before I used a pen and pad
And it went a little something like this
Let's begin
[Verse 1]
It started with me bein a kid, starting to forget
What that felt like shit I was living the life
Except I was bullied every day I had to put up a fight
Not knowing these fucking kids toyed with knives
Shit I was only 10, didn't even like rap, or getting high
The only reason I got by was because of my dad
He blared rap 24/7, he inspired a dream
One day I'll be famous and get these streams
It didn't work at first so I resorted to memes
Was the faggot class clown who was always passed down
From all the decision-making teams
So I kept dreaming and fighting these demons
Hanging with heathens who helped me keep breathing
Back to the dream
I had a vision I'd be popular
Maybe get some ice from 2010
Some gold chains hanging from the jugular
But I liked ben 10 so how well would that work?
Hell I could barely rhyme wasting my time
Now I'm 15 with no friends or dreams
Sometimes I fear I scared them away
One of the only thoughts I have all day
Livin in a position where I can't help but write
Wondering if I'm living in dreams or just living life...
[Bridge]
Living in a dream would mean all of this is fake
So am I alive, or actually drowned in a lake?
Made up a reality of a life like Drake
These feelings I have are too hard to shake
[Verse 2]
If this is a dream, is my mind stopping me?
If it is why can't I bring myself to reality?
If this is fake then who said: "find the real me"?
Did someone purchase my head for society?
Did somebody fuck me over like sodomy?
Will they let me get money so I can restart the economy?
Will for once they let me think illogically?
How far do they think my imagination will let them see?
How will I help them have efficiency?
Why do they think I'm ok with it and will let it be?
How could I fight against them?
How could I...
[Bridge]
How could I fight if I'm being controlled?
Fuck I'm starting to feel too cold...
[Verse 3]
I got, one foot out the door
Seconds pass me by more and more
Third thing to say I want no whores
Biting everything like I was four
Five years old, felt like infinity
Turned six, I had that divinity
In seven days, I lost the affinity
Eight years later, hate in the vicinity
Nine months I had the pins in me
Ten years old got the remedy
Moved at eleven they didn't remember me
In twelve months, friends started to mention me
Thirteen having intimacy
Fourteen hustling for weed
At fifteen I knew I was me
At sixteen well that's yet to be
[Outro]
That was all over the place, just like those dreams
The shit I've lived through remains unseen
I'm just a maniac who's spastic when he raps
Matter of fact, I'm spastic from front to back
Paranoid, I fill a void of empty dreams
Smoking bad dope all cause of no hope
It just goes to show that when I rhyme and flow
I'm only doing it so I don't flip my own boat
Damn
I used to have dreams where I helped other people
Now I can't sleep and I'm up counting sheep so
I relive the dreams I had back in the past
Back before I used a pen and pad
And it went a little something like this
Let's begin
[Verse 1]
It started with me bein a kid, starting to forget
What that felt like shit I was living the life
Except I was bullied every day I had to put up a fight
Not knowing these fucking kids toyed with knives
Shit I was only 10, didn't even like rap, or getting high
The only reason I got by was because of my dad
He blared rap 24/7, he inspired a dream
One day I'll be famous and get these streams
It didn't work at first so I resorted to memes
Was the faggot class clown who was always passed down
From all the decision-making teams
So I kept dreaming and fighting these demons
Hanging with heathens who helped me keep breathing
Back to the dream
I had a vision I'd be popular
Maybe get some ice from 2010
Some gold chains hanging from the jugular
But I liked ben 10 so how well would that work?
Hell I could barely rhyme wasting my time
Now I'm 15 with no friends or dreams
Sometimes I fear I scared them away
One of the only thoughts I have all day
Livin in a position where I can't help but write
Wondering if I'm living in dreams or just living life...
[Bridge]
Living in a dream would mean all of this is fake
So am I alive, or actually drowned in a lake?
Made up a reality of a life like Drake
These feelings I have are too hard to shake
[Verse 2]
If this is a dream, is my mind stopping me?
If it is why can't I bring myself to reality?
If this is fake then who said: "find the real me"?
Did someone purchase my head for society?
Did somebody fuck me over like sodomy?
Will they let me get money so I can restart the economy?
Will for once they let me think illogically?
How far do they think my imagination will let them see?
How will I help them have efficiency?
Why do they think I'm ok with it and will let it be?
How could I fight against them?
How could I...
[Bridge]
How could I fight if I'm being controlled?
Fuck I'm starting to feel too cold...
[Verse 3]
I got, one foot out the door
Seconds pass me by more and more
Third thing to say I want no whores
Biting everything like I was four
Five years old, felt like infinity
Turned six, I had that divinity
In seven days, I lost the affinity
Eight years later, hate in the vicinity
Nine months I had the pins in me
Ten years old got the remedy
Moved at eleven they didn't remember me
In twelve months, friends started to mention me
Thirteen having intimacy
Fourteen hustling for weed
At fifteen I knew I was me
At sixteen well that's yet to be
[Outro]
That was all over the place, just like those dreams
The shit I've lived through remains unseen
I'm just a maniac who's spastic when he raps
Matter of fact, I'm spastic from front to back
Paranoid, I fill a void of empty dreams
Smoking bad dope all cause of no hope
It just goes to show that when I rhyme and flow
I'm only doing it so I don't flip my own boat
Damn