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Music Makers & Dreamers of Dreams

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Lyrics of Music Makers & Dreamers of Dreams by Windmills

What aim is your point?
What aim is your point?
(With practice you′ll be this dope one day)
So until then
(Nothin' but recognition)
(Death is my definition)
(And I′ll be damned if I'm not emcee)
I don't mean to make you worry it′s just I′m not giving in
I'm your tough for me to walk away from writing crazy kid
Who always use to ask you for the definition of a word
How to use it in a sentence if it fit into my verse
You must of thought I′d grow out of this I understand
It's not the safest bet I′ll live to see
I'm worth a million fans
Baggy pants with my hat crooked looking for the stage
The same black hooded sweatshirt I wore for days
But play me when you start your day
And get to feel what it′s like
To be the parents of an emcee who's doing it right
Just believe in me I'm gonna do whatever it takes
Sleep well they′re the one′s who need to worry they're safe
Rest your head soon we′ll be together in each others arms
And we'll celebrate for all the time we lost and been apart
I′ve hit a lot of bumps in the road that's for sure
Tell the rest of the family I′m at it even more
I'm the song chaser to grab as many as I can
Don't agree with many people and that′s just the way I am
I′m the strong natured individual with taste
Who you brought into this world
And might of came from outer space
The foundation was set in the home you raised me
To give me every opportunity to be amazing
I'm sorry for the voicemail I know I′m hard to reach
I appreciate you calling leave a message at the beep
I'm caught thinking how I didn′t have a choice to be born
Yet I'll take advantage of living
For what′s keeping me on this path cruising
I'm different and I wasn't as proud
When others made into struggle
Of how my head′s in the clouds
It got confusing for a minute how to be my own man
And figure out a way to understand the lesson at hand
That this is bigger than their ego louder than their clothes
This is power to people with system by the throat
Who′s been killing great minds with the murders unsolved
Sweep it underneath the door mat and whistle a song
I can the rip the microphone from the night to early morning
With flavor that'll keep you in the mood without a Raw thought all heart born to rock and roll
Through a lot cold shoulders they don′t think is getting old
Remember when I told you years ago of how I'm blowing up
I′m still living large making songs like I don't give a fuck
I′m gonna ride it out while I'm here as long as I can
Generate a better way to live on how to advance
While there's people steady telling me get in where I fit
And break it down like their in high school
At the age of thirty six
I′m too convinced I′m nice to lose this grip on tight
It doesn't make sense to me not to reach new heights
See mom and dad this is not your fault the both of you did good
I′m well put together for the challenge of misunderstood
There's a lot of people out there I don′t understand their pain
While I focus how I celebrate on what I've overcame
Life reminds me of a mountain no one′s ever seen the top of
I wanna climb as high as I can get and meet the outcome
Tearing through with this sound I'm in your ear
I'm do what I do now now I got the feeling
Of I′m right where I should be loud and on your stereo
If I′m going nowhere then I'd rather be a miracle
It isn′t often it gets done like this
The pump pump lick a shot on a freestyle tip
And you might only get the bits and pieces of what I mean
It's just another way to say I love you to a human being
Even though I won′t go and tell a girl show me your tits
It doesn't mean that if she did it I′d be mad at the chick
I've really had to keep my sense of humor over these years
And just appreciate I'm able to continue this here
Tell everybody at home of how your son is doing well
Remember he was making music? yeah that boy is something else
How he manages to handle his my head is left with bandages
We support that motherfucker doing what he′s felt
That′s not quite how you'd put it but it gets me to smile
As if you said while in church to a family proud
I′m only kidding though you know I'm only having some fun
Because it′s probably a weird thing to say to someone
Our son raps like the people that you see on tv
Can't understand what he′s saying
Moves his hands while he speaks
I can't help the fact it's got me feeling richer than rich
A mad scientist to give the world a reason to flip
On if their stuck in the mirror over beautiful and pretty
Then it′s move along little one cause grown folks are busy
This is larger than your ego brighter than your clothes
This is power to the people with the system by the throat
Mom and dad
Writer(s): Jeremy Donahue, Nicholas King

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