Dream On Lyrics - Singles - T.p. Allstars

N-Light-N: 

Deeper than life, deep with the mic, sleep with the strife, 

son of light, vision and sight, listen and learn/ 

time turns inevitably, days are golden, 

incredibly sharp on swollen mics i be holding/ 

rolling with silvan creatures through foreign lands, 

planning my strategy on esoteric diagrams/ 

my words fall into the bronze river, 

my arctic presence let alone makes the world shiver. 

Tech-Rock: 

Still waters run deep, the world still revolving, 

involved in this industry, still eating beef without the gravy, 

still mortals are bombing in this oral warmachine, 

still bodys of dead rappers are plundered on the battlefield, 

they still accuse me of greed, but 

Norways most selling rap-artist still never saw no green, 

know what I mean? Keep on whining while Im rhyming, 

and when I die, my voice will still live inside your soundsystem. 

Diaz: 

I dont give a fuck about you, but I bet your girl missed me, 

its that Spanish kid, zip-code 2050, 

trees cant lift me or none of my spicks, 

we supply fiends with a fix, fe's with our dicks, 

its me with these six until I lay down the pen, 

just because you rap too, you cant say youre my friend, 

if youre gay I offend, Im the very long-awaited, 

between MCs the most hated, I still made it. 

hook: 

Wanna move against my team?...dream on, 

we dont care if you got a bigger crew to lean on. 

We stand on stages you never set your feet on, 

word be bond, we be quick to turn the heat on. 

Wanna move against my fam?...dream on, 

we dont care if you got a bigger crew to lean on. 

We stand on stages you never set your feet on, 

word be bond, we be quick to turn the heat on. 

Opaque: 

Opaque the cleanest MC with the dirtiest sound, 

choke the mic and chastise it, emphasise heavy shit that knock you down, 

talk about my walk majestic, 

fat bitches dream of my dick, but wont ever test it. 

Mess with muddy-agressive who oppress shit, 

stress it, impress with spitting on nitwits, 

I cant quit it now, this is T.P.s area and time, 

all those who are late will left behind (we wont rewind). 

Karma: 

Complex mind, test me any given time, 

Im on some next shit, but Im living my rhyme, 

Droppin heavenly lines when Im on the set, 

minimal, mineral, T.P.-conglomerate, 

Come one, come all you kids, brawl with this, 

Ive got nails and coffin-lids for all you skills, 

Youre gonna fall like this, thats all Im saying, 

too many of you young 

kids think Im only playing 

Tommy Tee: 

You best believe this rap dont come easy, 

why you still wanna get up in this,...beats me, 

Tees beats be years of work in front of the board, 

sorry, but I never felt what Money record, 

I summon the board and did it with the best again, 

squeeze it out, and split it with the rest of them. 

we put our lives dont with ink from chest to pen, 

and if you wanna bring it, dont roll with less than ten. 

hook 

Wanna move against my team?...dream on, 

we dont care if you got a bigger crew to lean on. 

We stand on stages you never set your feet on, 

word be bond, we be quick to turn the heat on. 

Wanna move against my fam?...dream on, 

we dont care if you got a bigger crew to lean on. 

We stand on stages you never set your feet on, 

word be bond, we be quick to turn the heat on. 

cuts 4 bars 

N-Light-N: 

Praise the product,T.P. everlasting, 

forever with the diamonds,so fantastic/ 

six times mic-gems and we passed it, 

flying through the industry dropping off classics. 

Opaque: 

Your ass get spilt with orals from these bastards, 

why you so bitter?, you should hide your raps away like kitty-litter, 

be a quitter and give up, youre stuck on the bottom, 

youre rotten, but Im happy you suck. 

Diaz: 

So what the fidduck, soon you all see the Trini-star, 

cleaning out this game like a mini-bar, 

give me head in the car, I hope this boo is yours, 

catch me at the club smuggling booze through the doors. 

Karma: 

Juggling crews with brute force, on floors, sets and walls, 

fools wet their drawers tryin to set the scores, 

I hear the wars ended, you tore the walls of Jerico, 

but your horns are blowing foul tunes on my stereo. 

(cut/Opaque): 

Whos bringing Norwegian Hip-Hop to the people, 

Tyranny Productions in control, now prepare for the sequal. 

hook: 

Wanna move against my team?...dream on, 

we dont care if you got a bigger crew to lean on. 

We stand on stages you never set your feet on, 

word be bond, we be quick to turn the heat on. 

Wanna move against my fam?...dream on, 

we dont care if you got a bigger crew to lean on. 

We stand on stages you never set your feet on, 

word be bond, we be quick to turn the heat on.