Group 1 Crew

Group 1 Crew - I Have A Dream lyrics

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Yeah...it's been a long time coming y'all...

We dreamin' big...(it's the anthem)... it's Group 1



Yo since the first time this little boy picked up a mic

I've been dreaming for the day that you would hear it and like

Every word that I spit hoping you could relate

To every pain that I've been feeling since I came out the gate

Used to dream about making it a six-figure deal

To show this world that this life that I've been living is real

When I make it I'm gonna do everything that I've promised

By remaining honest and praise to my God I'll pay homage

Take my parents out the stress that they've known all they life

And pay all of their bills never gotta work till they die

No more asking for extensions to avoid late fees

And no more late nights crying by their bed on their knees

No buying food on credit cause we're lacking the funds

No more wondering where all of this money will come from

God will see me to the day when these words breathe life

And manifest the very faith that I continue to write



[Chorus:]

A young kid growing up it was hard to adapt

The world didn't love me so I started to rap it's cause...

I...I have a dream, I...I have a dream

Late nights all alone steady feeling confused

I took a look at my life ain't got nothing to lose it's cause...

I...I have a dream, I...I have a dream



A young girl growing up it was hard to adapt

I felt like every other girl was given life with a map

They seemed to know where they were going

I didn't know jack, I had to play it cool never let them see where I'm at

But baby girl got tired, and I would never see my daddy

All the boys were liars, and they were always getting at me

You see I tried hard to remove all the scars

But I could never see my dreams they were always too far

Dreams of being free dreams of being able to sing

I dreamt a man loved me cause I wasn't scared to be me

I saw a life where every woman had respect for herself

And every little girl would run and ask her mommy for help

I'm not afraid to write a song that exposes my pain

I lived my life backwards so when it poured it rained

But I got through the weather now I'm changing the game

And dreaming remains the source of everything we proclaim



A young buck only knee high

With thoughts of reaching the sky

Rocked ball caps but knew

My crown was a king size

A product of my father's labor

And my mother's reprise

To keep my eyes past the

Blue collar and live wise

I can't lie, I thought of what it would be like

If I compromise

Walk a lie

Spit death instead of life

Choose to cross the line

Keep a foot on both sides

But the dream is too large

For it to be hid inside

My kid's seeds will inherit daddies dreams

Daddies dreams of never having to hustle for the green

Or being a slave to mans work

Just to meet their needs

And mami and papi

Will reap the harvest of my deeds

I paint a path for a generation to come

No longer a peasant or slave

Your own kingdom

I scream freedom

And let it echo through the slums

Rise up pump your fist

And march to the pace of the drum




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Language: English

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