Wanna live my dreams 

This is the last chance to make it, I gotta do something 

With my life today 

‘Cause I been doing this music thing for so long it seems that 

Something’s gotta give 

If I’ma stay on this long road to success 

With the music I play 

So I just gotta be strong and keep moving on with it 



I’m not just a dreamer, I’m an intellectual coal mine 

With refined rhymes like diamonds that shine 

On the daily I grind, grit my teeth and push mountains full of words 

With a pen to make you see clearly my troubles 

All of my trifles the pressures that try to stifle 

If life was holding a rifle to my head, my last thoughts would be 

Simply to let my music reach to every country 

Where scholars will translate it on scrolls and archive it 

Where students in the classrooms of history relive it 

Relive it, Because I write the words and I give it away 

After it leaves my hand to the ink on the papyrus 

And after I been on the stage and let the lyric fathom bust 

It all belongs to y’all, that’s all end of story on it 

Dropping like a bomb on the planet it’s the verbal atomic 

Aloe Blacc remember me as enemy or friend 

However you want, it doesn’t really matter in the end 



They say it’s gonna stop 

Got people telling me I’m wasting my time and that 

Hip Hop’s going away 

I don’t believe it though all my life I seen it grow so I 

Don’t believe a word 

That I be hearing from all the haters and perpetrators 

So everything they say 

Is just a bucket lies to get me out the way 



This is my life’s work, my contribution as a public speaker 

With knowledge to share and thoughts to digest 

One of the freshest in the land of the west 

While most niggaz measure success with the ice on they chest 

I measure it with message and who spit it the best 

Follow the quest like I’m the last man searching for a companion 

Because when I’m dead and gone my books will still be standing 

From my arial approach landing, seeing it all 

Still waiting for the so-called stars to fall 

Out of the polluted skies full of California dreams 

People running at full speed and running out of the steam 

A sparkling gleam in the eye of hopeful brothas wanting to eat 

More than just the regular lunch meat, we trying to feast 

On the fruits of the earth and give generous 

But really men are just animals and like cannibals we been in lust 

To see another man hit the dust (dust, dust) 



Can’t nobody tell me what to do, 

‘cause I am gonna do what I want to do 

This is just my way of life and 

I am gonna live it for me not you