Street Dreams-remix Lyrics - Nas

(feat. R. Kelly) 

[Nas] 

Low profile, rap style, slick as Nu Nile 

Give the crew pounds everytime we cover new grounds 

Still surviving but there's a few down, back in the essence 

I'm asking questions on the phone, with jail adolescents 

Quiet confession, the system's applying the pressure 

My mind is guessing, is living and dying a lesson? 

But not to be obliged with the mirage 

of cars taking you off track 

from with the gods focus on hard 

Laid up smoking cigars 

Motioning maids to bring me toast and eggs 

Kosher, ice chokers and wolves to smoke ya 

my wisdom culture lives in ultra madness 

devoted coach bag bitch 

broke the average nigga's hopes to get mad rich 

But what's the purpose 

Only the Gods can watch the Earth twist 

I'm physically trapped down on the surface 

with all the crack merchants 

snakes and serpents 

foul jakes the searches 

clowns with four pounds this ain't a circus 

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[Chorus: R. Kelly] 

Street dreamer 

Oh mercy mercy me 

Ain't nothing I got for ya 

Situations gettin heavy 

Heavy, heavy 

Trying to be a gangster 

[Nas] 

The black clouds over the hood, I'm on the corner with the thugs 

Late night under the moon as they assume I'm slanging drugs 

Cause I'm hooded up, thought a G a night wasn't good enough 

Pushed my luck, yo they had a brother put in cuffs 

Luckily, made it out of court comfortably 

Judge said I need a job ain't nothing coming free 

Could've got a one to three 

I try to school these shorties under me 

but they can't see 

From life to death 

so know we back to where we never left the ghetto 

It's a damn shame, knowing it's a man's game 

Shorty thinks it's time to make ya plans change 

All that running round trying to chase 

what's already here - been there, it's going nowhere 

Pops told me knuckle up - no fear 

I wish some of these killings 

they could be prevented 

whatever happens it was written 

meaning God meant it 

but during ya life you put ya heart in it 

even though it seems we being targeted 

let that brother R hit it 

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[Chorus] (extended) 

[Nas] 

Sort of wild, since a child, hope was all we had 

Drip the bust out past 

complaning the mental straining 

how many in my crew is into gaining 

subtract the weak links about the chaining 

rise it start raining 

Blasphemy using Nas name in vain 

Some claim supreme being yet they lied in his name 

I tried to learn the game 

and the only thing I found incredible 

Everything I tried to learn see, I already knew (that's right) 

And it's embedded in my heart now 

so I can sit back, count a stack 

and play my part now 

I saw my life flash in front of my eyes, he wore disguise 

Put a gun to me hungry he went on to chastize 

That's Nas ain't it, made it rich from entertainment 

Fresh Wally's painted, as he told the kid he came with 

My first thought was how the game flip 

Yo perhaps it was somebody I smacked drunk in a party on yak 

Or was I marked for a contract for some foul act 

I did a while back or beyond that 

You got me laying face flat 

Saying my grace black, woke up in a cold sweat 

Yo, I hate that 

Nightmares, feeling real, word to Will 

My A-Alike I lost in the battlefield 

That's why I hit the mic with mad appeal 

Grab ya shield and meet ya maker 

Queens niggaz die for paper 

These the things the street dreams will take ya 

[Chorus] (repeat to the end)