A Dream by Br-B Lyrics
[Verse]
Am I cool or a tool or a fool on a stool
In the corner with a dunce cap on and my hands in my lap
On the one, I've got this; the other, I've got that
But I'm lost, it seems to me that I've lost my map
Your argument is that rap rhymes with crap
But rock rhymes with sock and I put my cock in those
So fuck all that noise and fuck all those boys
Who think they can play the guitar and that that makes them stars
Bruno Mars, Bruno Mars, Bruno Mars, Bruno Mars
That's all that I hear, these girls filling my ears
With the lyrics that mean nothing, they're corny like shit
And I'm gonna throw a grenade and a fit
If I hear one more time how much you love it
Tell me I'm inhuman, but I'm right above it
The level of thinking these bastards show
Is all that you have grown to like and know
So when I put some thought into the shit that I write
You look at me and say, "Now, that ain't right"
Is it because I am white that my life is with plight?
I don't understand; I can't comprehend
Why you should reprimand me
For the things that I can't be
I'm a marvel; I'm Stan Lee
So it's alone that I'm standing
Sorrow stings like a branding
Is it all that demanding
To be treated with care like UPS handling?
But I know that I, I know that I, I know that I am meant to be alone
It's all that I've known, as I sit by my phone
And wait for just anything to make it ring
But at the end of the day, I've not touched the thing
I go out to school and all that that brings
Is some hours of happiness, then back to the same
As I sit around and daydream of fame
I know that that's all that it is: a dream
Am I cool or a tool or a fool on a stool
In the corner with a dunce cap on and my hands in my lap
On the one, I've got this; the other, I've got that
But I'm lost, it seems to me that I've lost my map
Your argument is that rap rhymes with crap
But rock rhymes with sock and I put my cock in those
So fuck all that noise and fuck all those boys
Who think they can play the guitar and that that makes them stars
Bruno Mars, Bruno Mars, Bruno Mars, Bruno Mars
That's all that I hear, these girls filling my ears
With the lyrics that mean nothing, they're corny like shit
And I'm gonna throw a grenade and a fit
If I hear one more time how much you love it
Tell me I'm inhuman, but I'm right above it
The level of thinking these bastards show
Is all that you have grown to like and know
So when I put some thought into the shit that I write
You look at me and say, "Now, that ain't right"
Is it because I am white that my life is with plight?
I don't understand; I can't comprehend
Why you should reprimand me
For the things that I can't be
I'm a marvel; I'm Stan Lee
So it's alone that I'm standing
Sorrow stings like a branding
Is it all that demanding
To be treated with care like UPS handling?
But I know that I, I know that I, I know that I am meant to be alone
It's all that I've known, as I sit by my phone
And wait for just anything to make it ring
But at the end of the day, I've not touched the thing
I go out to school and all that that brings
Is some hours of happiness, then back to the same
As I sit around and daydream of fame
I know that that's all that it is: a dream