Poe Mans Dreams
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Smoke good, eat good, live good
I used to want to see the penitentiary
Way after elementary
Thought it was cool to look the judge
In the face while he sentenced me
Since my uncles was institutionalized
My intuition has said I was suited for family ties
My mama is stressing, my daddy tired
I need me a weapon, these niggas ride
Every minute, every second gangstas try
To save me. How I'm gonna listen?
I don't even hear God
Heaven or Hell? Base it all on my instincts
My hands dirty, you worry about the mud
In your seat. You like to mistake a street
Nigga for a real nigga. The same
Nigga that killed with ya, squealed with ya
I deal with ya like my son
Stare at the sun and you'll be lookin
In my eyes homie. Stand for something
Fall for anything, and you working
With two left feet at the skating rink
But anyway, this for my niggas
Uncles, 23 hours sending me pictures
I want you to know that I'm so determined
To blow, you hear the music
I wrote, hope it get you off Death Row
You came home to a pocket full of stones
A Metro PC phone, then you went back in
So when I touch the pen, the Pen is in
My view. I'mma get it right, just so you:
Smoke good, eat good, live good
And I do this for the city
Got some Hennessey and my real
Niggas with me
Fuck the police, they gonna have
To come and get me
If it feel good, tell you
Holler if you hear me
You look like you mistake a street nigga
For real nigga. The same nigga
That kill with ya squeal with ya
I'd like to start it out from the botom
And build with ya
Be on my last dollar and split the bill
With ya. I'm 23 with morals
And plans to live in codrove
Not rich, but wealthy
There's nothing you can tell me
My killings are not remorseful
This city got my back, before that
I give them my torso
You think about it, and don't call me lyrical
Cause really I'm just a nigga that's evil
And spiritual. I know some rappers
Using big words to make their similies heard
My simplest shit be more pivotal
I penetrate the hearts of good kids
And criminals. Word to some individuals
Who live life critical
So won't you bear witness while I bear feet
So you can walk in my shoes and get to know me
But anyway, this for my pops
On his lunch break, eating in the parking lot
I wanna be heard, probably thought he worked my nerves
But really he was stressing me, getting
What I deserved. Somebody said my name on the radio
He didn't know I was ready for the world
That minute. So the next time you roll up
And drop grams in it, you'll probably be
Out of work, laid back, while he
Smoke good, eat good, live good
I used to want to see the penitentiary
Way after elementary
Thought it was cool to look the judge
In the face while he sentenced me
Since my uncles was institutionalized
My intuition has said I was suited for family ties
My mama is stressing, my daddy tired
I need me a weapon, these niggas ride
Every minute, every second gangstas try
To save me. How I'm gonna listen?
I don't even hear God
Heaven or Hell? Base it all on my instincts
My hands dirty, you worry about the mud
In your seat. You like to mistake a street
Nigga for a real nigga. The same
Nigga that killed with ya, squealed with ya
I deal with ya like my son
Stare at the sun and you'll be lookin
In my eyes homie. Stand for something
Fall for anything, and you working
With two left feet at the skating rink
But anyway, this for my niggas
Uncles, 23 hours sending me pictures
I want you to know that I'm so determined
To blow, you hear the music
I wrote, hope it get you off Death Row
You came home to a pocket full of stones
A Metro PC phone, then you went back in
So when I touch the pen, the Pen is in
My view. I'mma get it right, just so you:
Smoke good, eat good, live good
And I do this for the city
Got some Hennessey and my real
Niggas with me
Fuck the police, they gonna have
To come and get me
If it feel good, tell you
Holler if you hear me
You look like you mistake a street nigga
For real nigga. The same nigga
That kill with ya squeal with ya
I'd like to start it out from the botom
And build with ya
Be on my last dollar and split the bill
With ya. I'm 23 with morals
And plans to live in codrove
Not rich, but wealthy
There's nothing you can tell me
My killings are not remorseful
This city got my back, before that
I give them my torso
You think about it, and don't call me lyrical
Cause really I'm just a nigga that's evil
And spiritual. I know some rappers
Using big words to make their similies heard
My simplest shit be more pivotal
I penetrate the hearts of good kids
And criminals. Word to some individuals
Who live life critical
So won't you bear witness while I bear feet
So you can walk in my shoes and get to know me
But anyway, this for my pops
On his lunch break, eating in the parking lot
I wanna be heard, probably thought he worked my nerves
But really he was stressing me, getting
What I deserved. Somebody said my name on the radio
He didn't know I was ready for the world
That minute. So the next time you roll up
And drop grams in it, you'll probably be
Out of work, laid back, while he
Smoke good, eat good, live good
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:09.91] Smoke good, eat good, live good
[00:21.61] I used to want to see the penitentiary
[00:23.36] Way after elementary
[00:24.92] Thought it was cool to look the judge
[00:26.24] In the face while he sentenced me
[00:27.90] Since my uncles was institutionalized
[00:29.85] My intuition has said I was suited for family ties
[00:33.16] My mama is stressing, my daddy tired
[00:36.10] I need me a weapon, these niggas ride
[00:38.46] Every minute, every second gangstas try
[00:40.22] To save me. How I'm gonna listen?
[00:41.86] I don't even hear God
[00:44.19] Heaven or Hell? Base it all on my instincts
[00:46.70] My hands dirty, you worry about the mud
[00:49.19] In your seat. You like to mistake a street
[00:50.91] Nigga for a real nigga. The same
[00:52.61] Nigga that killed with ya, squealed with ya
[00:54.90] I deal with ya like my son
[00:56.47] Stare at the sun and you'll be lookin
[00:58.40] In my eyes homie. Stand for something
[01:00.68] Fall for anything, and you working
[01:02.62] With two left feet at the skating rink
[01:04.72] But anyway, this for my niggas
[01:08.32] Uncles, 23 hours sending me pictures
[01:10.79] I want you to know that I'm so determined
[01:13.51] To blow, you hear the music
[01:14.71] I wrote, hope it get you off Death Row
[01:17.04] You came home to a pocket full of stones
[01:19.11] A Metro PC phone, then you went back in
[01:21.62] So when I touch the pen, the Pen is in
[01:23.78] My view. I'mma get it right, just so you:
[01:26.19] Smoke good, eat good, live good
[01:38.73] And I do this for the city
[01:41.04] Got some Hennessey and my real
[01:42.61] Niggas with me
[01:43.85] Fuck the police, they gonna have
[01:45.33] To come and get me
[01:46.64] If it feel good, tell you
[01:47.86] Holler if you hear me
[01:49.73] You look like you mistake a street nigga
[01:51.04] For real nigga. The same nigga
[01:53.18] That kill with ya squeal with ya
[01:54.56] I'd like to start it out from the botom
[01:56.69] And build with ya
[01:57.95] Be on my last dollar and split the bill
[01:59.92] With ya. I'm 23 with morals
[02:01.61] And plans to live in codrove
[02:03.11] Not rich, but wealthy
[02:04.44] There's nothing you can tell me
[02:05.75] My killings are not remorseful
[02:07.17] This city got my back, before that
[02:08.77] I give them my torso
[02:10.36] You think about it, and don't call me lyrical
[02:12.91] Cause really I'm just a nigga that's evil
[02:14.78] And spiritual. I know some rappers
[02:16.75] Using big words to make their similies heard
[02:18.86] My simplest shit be more pivotal
[02:21.20] I penetrate the hearts of good kids
[02:22.84] And criminals. Word to some individuals
[02:24.82] Who live life critical
[02:26.61] So won't you bear witness while I bear feet
[02:28.57] So you can walk in my shoes and get to know me
[02:32.57] But anyway, this for my pops
[02:36.05] On his lunch break, eating in the parking lot
[02:38.11] I wanna be heard, probably thought he worked my nerves
[02:40.63] But really he was stressing me, getting
[02:42.55] What I deserved. Somebody said my name on the radio
[02:45.29] He didn't know I was ready for the world
[02:47.87] That minute. So the next time you roll up
[02:50.01] And drop grams in it, you'll probably be
[02:51.77] Out of work, laid back, while he
[02:53.47] Smoke good, eat good, live good
[03:44.84]
[00:21.61] I used to want to see the penitentiary
[00:23.36] Way after elementary
[00:24.92] Thought it was cool to look the judge
[00:26.24] In the face while he sentenced me
[00:27.90] Since my uncles was institutionalized
[00:29.85] My intuition has said I was suited for family ties
[00:33.16] My mama is stressing, my daddy tired
[00:36.10] I need me a weapon, these niggas ride
[00:38.46] Every minute, every second gangstas try
[00:40.22] To save me. How I'm gonna listen?
[00:41.86] I don't even hear God
[00:44.19] Heaven or Hell? Base it all on my instincts
[00:46.70] My hands dirty, you worry about the mud
[00:49.19] In your seat. You like to mistake a street
[00:50.91] Nigga for a real nigga. The same
[00:52.61] Nigga that killed with ya, squealed with ya
[00:54.90] I deal with ya like my son
[00:56.47] Stare at the sun and you'll be lookin
[00:58.40] In my eyes homie. Stand for something
[01:00.68] Fall for anything, and you working
[01:02.62] With two left feet at the skating rink
[01:04.72] But anyway, this for my niggas
[01:08.32] Uncles, 23 hours sending me pictures
[01:10.79] I want you to know that I'm so determined
[01:13.51] To blow, you hear the music
[01:14.71] I wrote, hope it get you off Death Row
[01:17.04] You came home to a pocket full of stones
[01:19.11] A Metro PC phone, then you went back in
[01:21.62] So when I touch the pen, the Pen is in
[01:23.78] My view. I'mma get it right, just so you:
[01:26.19] Smoke good, eat good, live good
[01:38.73] And I do this for the city
[01:41.04] Got some Hennessey and my real
[01:42.61] Niggas with me
[01:43.85] Fuck the police, they gonna have
[01:45.33] To come and get me
[01:46.64] If it feel good, tell you
[01:47.86] Holler if you hear me
[01:49.73] You look like you mistake a street nigga
[01:51.04] For real nigga. The same nigga
[01:53.18] That kill with ya squeal with ya
[01:54.56] I'd like to start it out from the botom
[01:56.69] And build with ya
[01:57.95] Be on my last dollar and split the bill
[01:59.92] With ya. I'm 23 with morals
[02:01.61] And plans to live in codrove
[02:03.11] Not rich, but wealthy
[02:04.44] There's nothing you can tell me
[02:05.75] My killings are not remorseful
[02:07.17] This city got my back, before that
[02:08.77] I give them my torso
[02:10.36] You think about it, and don't call me lyrical
[02:12.91] Cause really I'm just a nigga that's evil
[02:14.78] And spiritual. I know some rappers
[02:16.75] Using big words to make their similies heard
[02:18.86] My simplest shit be more pivotal
[02:21.20] I penetrate the hearts of good kids
[02:22.84] And criminals. Word to some individuals
[02:24.82] Who live life critical
[02:26.61] So won't you bear witness while I bear feet
[02:28.57] So you can walk in my shoes and get to know me
[02:32.57] But anyway, this for my pops
[02:36.05] On his lunch break, eating in the parking lot
[02:38.11] I wanna be heard, probably thought he worked my nerves
[02:40.63] But really he was stressing me, getting
[02:42.55] What I deserved. Somebody said my name on the radio
[02:45.29] He didn't know I was ready for the world
[02:47.87] That minute. So the next time you roll up
[02:50.01] And drop grams in it, you'll probably be
[02:51.77] Out of work, laid back, while he
[02:53.47] Smoke good, eat good, live good
[03:44.84]