The Game - Dreams

[Intro:]
And I brought you all my dreams,
Dream, dream, dreams
‘Cause I love you, I love you, I love you.

[Verse 1:]
I woke up out that coma 2001,
'Bout the same time Dre dropped 2001
Three years later the album is done,
Aftermath presents: Nigga witta Attitude, Vol. 1.
Rap critics politickin', wanna know the outcome,
Ready to Die, Reasonable Doubt and Doggystyle in one,
I feel like Pac after the Snoop Dogg trial was done,
Dre behind that G Series and All Eyez on Me.
I watched the death of a dynasty, so I told Vibe magazine
Workin' with Dr. Dre was a dream,
I had visions of makin' a classic, then my world turned black
Like I was starin' out of Stevie Wonder's glasses.
It's kinda hard to imagine, like Kanye West
Comin' back from his fatal accident to beatmakin' and rappin',
But, we the future, Whitney Houston told me that,
And it's gon' take more than a bullet in the heart to hold me back.

[Chorus:]
Blushin' in this 40 ounce, lettin' the ink from my pen bleed,
‘Cause Martin Luther King had a dream,
Aaliyah had a dream, Left Eye had a dream,
So I reached out to Kanye
And I brought you all my dreams
‘Cause I love you, I love you, I love you.

[Verse 2:]
I had dreams of fuckin' an r&b bitch like Mya
When I saw that ass on the front of that King,
Read the article in the magazine, she loved gangsters, loved nasty things,
So I'm in the glass house havin' nasty dreams.
Good girls never give it up,
But anything is possible, if 50 fucked Vivica.
Hurdled life's obstacles, found my way through the maze,
Then joy turned to pain like Frankie Beverly and Maze,
Used to dream of bein' Unsigned Hype
Till I was crushed by Dave Mays, almost let my pen fall asleep on the page,
Daydreamin', yesterday dozin' off backstage,
I thought I saw Eazy talkin' to Jam Master Jay.
So I walked over, heard Jam Master say,
"It's a hard knock life, then you pass away."
They say sleep is the cousin of death, so my eyes wide open
‘Cause a dream is kin to ya last breath.

[Chorus:]
Blushin' in this 40 ounce, lettin' the ink from my pen bleed,
‘Cause Martin Luther King had a dream,
Aaliyah had a dream, Left Eye had a dream,
So I reached out to Kanye
And I brought you all my dreams
‘Cause I love you, I love you, I love you.

[Verse 3:]
The dream of Huey Newton, that's what I'm livin' through,
The dream of Eric Wright, that's what I'm givin' you,
Who walked through the White House without a business suit,
Compton hat, Jheri curl drippin' on Ronald Reagan's shoes.
Gave Mike Lem my demo, came here to pay my dues,
Started off with Whoo Kid, then I start blazin' Clue?
It was all a dream like Big said it'd be,
Don't sleep on me, homie, I bring nightmares to reality
Rap phenomenon, defyin' the rules of gravity,
Studied all the classics, start revisin' my strategy
‘Cause Marshall Mathers made it, Curtis Jackson made it,
Head in the clouds, wonderin' where the hell Marvin Gaye went.
How do I say this? I'm livin' for my son,
But I can't figure out, why I'm at my temple with this gun,
Wake up to a Jesus piece like a catholic nun,
The war to be a rap legend has just begun.

[Chorus:]
Blushin' in this 40 ounce, lettin' the ink from my pen bleed,
‘Cause Martin Luther King had a dream,
Aaliyah had a dream, Left Eye had a dream,
So I reached out to Kanye
And I brought you all my dreams
‘Cause I love you, I love you, I love you.

[Outro:]
This song is dedicated to Yetunde Price, the sister of Venus and Serena Williams, who was slain during a gang shootout in Compton, Sunday, September 14th, 2003. Rest in peace.