Big Dreams In The City Lyrics - Singles - Marcus Orelias

(Verse 1: Marcus Orelias) 

I knew this was it, since 93 

Im talking bout big dreams in the city 

See corners where theyre on the block 

Liquor store, selling rocks. 

Absent father in my life but I turned out aite. 

Lost my best friend at the time in 99. 

Thats 99 problems but Im fine 

The inner youth in Bayview just wants to survive. 

Never was a strong book student, number of times 

Didnt make the honors, watching my grades drop 

Still I wanted everything that was in 

When my momma was in with two kids 

As a young boy wanted a Gameboy 

Finally got it, changing everything to color 

My life changed again, moms introduced another man 

A young man adjusting to another grown man, Im bad at math. 

Looking back on the past, middle school came and past. 

In a sense, lost my innocence cause 

(Hook) 

The city is mine. Top back, California sunshine 

Same place where I stayed on my grind 

Mama told me I was destined to shine 

Yea Im destined to shine 

The city is mine. Top back, California sunshine 

Same place where I stayed on my grind 

Mama told me I was destined to shine 

With big dreams in the city 

(Verse 2: Marcus Orelias) 

Fuck what people say, high school wasnt fun 

I wasnt Mr. Popular or popular opinion. 

I was cool; often it hurt to know so much. 

Transferred schools in 9th grade, I didnt comprehend much 

A round peg trying to fit in some boxes, plus 

I tried out for JV, guess who got cut? 

Like the girls who wouldnt give me time of day 

Separating themselves, I spoke my mind. 

Who cares, to them I was always high or mad 

Walking into class like somebody died. 

Taking stretches to master lines that I rhymed. 

Never paid attention to lectures, not one time 

Word is I caught A.D.D; plus I needed money 

I did a week of selling weed; looked around realizing it wasnt me 

My life became a tug of war, with so many pulling for me. 

I'm just glad we got to see eye to eye 

Because being rejected, is what makes I, I 

(Hook) 

(Verse 3: Marcus Orelias) 

Fast foreword past 09, in due time 

I had a 12-inch PowerBook; that was a hammy down 

Recorded into it, after I wrote my raps down 

It was so old, froze in a few weeks. A week is all I need 

Found Jay B and started writing to his beats 

A true scholar in every essence, digging different sounds 

Searching for samples that would turn my life around 

Its hard feeling motivated, amongst the lack of response 

The next month made a demo with used beats and instrumentals. 

Matter of fact it was instrumental, everything I had I hustled for 

Wanting to drop but never knew when 

A few producers were supposed to come through. 

Never did, blind to my vision 

12th grade came, barely passed to graduate 

Spiting a solo verse from We On, tearing up the stage. 

Im on now; all I want to do is make you proud. 

With big dreams in the city 

(Hook)