Dolla & a Dream

Just a dollar and a dream But they charging us to sleep Just a dollar and a dream But they charging us to sleep Dollar and a Dollar and a Dollar and a Dollar and a Dollar and a Starving artist selling poems on the street Journal carcass of the man he used to be Reciting stanzas on the sidewalk for cathartic qualities Convinced that angels tune into every syllable he speaks Preaching just to keep himself from going off the deep-end He kicks it with his homie's in the alley on the weekends No fake friends but a handful are imaginary All of them are down as fuck See yo crew is the contrary Airy like the loyalty in question Peculiar type of artist really puts it in perspective Beggars can't be choosers so he's asking in selectin Quenching for a peace of mind Can't calculate the qualitative Keeping track of promises in fractions and decimal places Hidden faces in the feelings that arise Echo in his heart until finally he cries Just a dollar and a dream But they charging us to sleep Just a dollar and a dream But they charging us to sleep Dollar and a Dollar and a Dollar and a Dollar and a Dollar and a Me? Maintain a civilized composure While casualties are ridden by tax-paying explosives How naïve of me to fight for peace Upset the belly of the beast Who can't consume a byproduct Of his own goddamn streets Feasting off the flesh of the unfortunate Seasoned with debt, paired with despair He puts a fork in it He don't give a flying fuck For that he is notorious See, I'm just trynna figure out Where this goddamn glory is And why he always get an invitation Got the means to free but steady Enslaving the nation More than meets the eye See it's our minds they're subjugating Break it outta bondage and they label us as "crazy" Or conspiracy theorist solving a puzzle Muzzle on the masses is a million dollar hustle Fuck a racist-fascist bitch, these hands will burst your bubble Empty your account and turn empires into rubble Dollar and a Dollar and a Dollar and a Dollar and a Dollar and a Dollar and a Dollar and a Dollar and a Dollar and a Dollar and a When the sky rains fire and the flood gates open And there's no one left to lend it to Will your dollar save you