Dreaming

Check it out, 1, 2, hey yo, hey yo I came a long way since back in the day From a teenager trying to make a rap in this way Ever since I was a kid I had something to say Rocking mics was a dream I didn't care about pay I sacrificed late nights and going out with my friends Just to stay home alone with my pad and my pen Had my eyes on my prize, my mind on my goal As I carved these rhymes out with my hear and my soul I didn't have a CD; all I had was a tape On the dole thru my flow was my only escape From a world where they didn't wanna see my prevail Didn't wanna see me take it all They'd rather see me fail Its like ...