[Hook - Keyshia Cole] 
I'm trying to put it all in words, but it's 
More than I can say 
Entangled with my time to tell you 
More than I can say 
It's all more than I can say 
[Verse 1 - Nas] 
Bottles and El Dorados, trapped in the allure 
The sickness: dreaming of riches 
Reality was the cure. My doctor 
Physician was music, I'm sure 
The prescription was super-models, sandwiches 
And suicide doors. I used to stand in my mirror 
Fixing up my hat right 
DMV don't make licenses for the fast life 
Was taught never drop my head when I'm doing right 
And though I may be watched by feds with the blue 
sights 
I just want the whole world to bop their heads 
Someone to stop my bread 
If my pops was here, he'd be like "son, you the one 
They gotta crown you, a gift from around you 
Know they don't understand you, but what can they 
handle? 
If they was wearing Gucci loafers, they'd be through, 
over 
Just stay on point, do what you do 
Soldier: remember I'm with you when the world get 
colder... 
[Hook - Keyshia Cole] 
I'm trying to put it all in words, but it's 
More than I can say 
Entangled with my time to tell you 
More than I can say 
It's all more than I can say 
[Verse 2 - Nas] 
Keep having the same dream 
About a mic, a gun, a cross, they all 
In the middle of flames 
An hourglass of salt dripping down to it's last grain 
Hear a voice that asks what do I claim? 
I ask what it means. It's sort of a trance 
As the planet Earth appears in the palm of my hands 
I could do what I wish with it, and waking up 
To study my dreambook, see if it links up 
Looking for some significance, like does the dream 
Represent this cold world I'm living in? 
Ask my man, then his laughter begin 
He had the same dream, but in his, he grabbed the gun 
Damn son! I told him in mine I took the mic 
The cross, I had it all my life, the same height 
I'm trying to sneak sleep, so that my mom won't find 
out 
Time out: my body won't wind down