Kanye West - DreamKillers lyrics

Artist: Kanye West

Album: College Dropout Unreleased

Song: DreamKillers

Typed by: ricorendezvous@hotmail.com

[Chorus 1]

They gossipin, it runs the city, they don't know who watchin them

When they comin to get me, so I hit the block and bend

Do about 60, and I put my glocks to them, like blaow blaow blaow

[Verse 1]

Im fittin to get on this TV and put shit down

I aint finna let these lights skinned niggaz come back in style

Im finna turn to this class clown, should be crazy deep

They told my momma I was bipolar had A.D.D.

I told em, w-what I wanna do, I wanna be a baller

The dream spoilers are for ya

Hatin on you to they mans on the corners

Old folks said he‘d never make it off the corner

They are the virus that corrupts the soul

They are the cubic zirconia inside the 10 karat gold

That get green on ya, when you get green on em

You gotta wash ya hands of em, get clean on em

Somebody told success is the best revenge

So they gon be fucked up when you do ya thing on em

Now hold ya plaques high, like who woulda thought

And tell em, eh-hem, thank you for your no support

[Chorus 2]

They are the dreamkillers, they the dreamkillers

Who know a dream, they are the dream (killer Norman Bates)

They the dreamkillers, they the dreamkillers, dream

They are the dream (killer Norman Bates)

[Verse 2]

Now how you gonna talk about the way I spend my money

Everybody say it with me now, it's my money

And they know they hatin, but what they don't know is

They are my motivation, they are my inspiration

Cuz we the leaders, and they the followers

And we the nut busters, and they the swallowers

They are the rumors, they are the lies

We are the shit dog, and they the flies

How you gon tell me how to live my life

And you can't even get your own shit tight, right

They are the misery that loves company

Cuz that comfortable corporate job can't comfort me

Told em I finished school, and I started my own business

They said “Oh you graduated?” No I decided I was finished

Chasin yall dreams and what you got planned

Now I spit it so hot you got tanned

And they hate on your relationship, then break your marriage up

Can't kill ya dreams so they assassinate your character

Do anything to downplay ya or embarrass ya

Come around wit ya but they aint down wit ya

They the dreamkillers

[Verse 3]

And I'm through spittin these rappers my most heartfelt flow

They be like “That's cool, you got some beats for me tho”

Oh I get it, you wanna be Snoop and Dr. Dre

But don't nobody give a FUCK what you got to say

Anyway what you finna rap about?

You never sold crack out ya house or put a gat to a mouth

Or put ya fist to ya spouse, so how you gon move the crowd?

I bet a thousand that you get booed out

I even heard that they even takin wages in jail

They bet ten boxes of cigarettes that I'm finna fail

Second you talk about me, they be like “Peace”

This nigga came from the Chi, moved to the east

You gotta kill at least one person at least

Or we'll evict you from the rap game, cancel your lease

How you go to New York, what you aint never took a tour there?

What you aint know you gotta be rich just to be poor there?

The dreamkillers

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