Homikron - Athletic Dreams Lyrics
Verse 1I just wanna be part of the mainstreamBut presently the mainstream is already laden with a slew of rap machinesAnd apparently a couple rap robotsI know to usurp the throne I gotta pit myself against the betters,But who are these betters?The few niggas who made it to the top despite the haters.Hey Kron, how'd you get to be a nominee for the Oscars, the BET, theHeadies, The Grammys or rock 'em Hermes to the BBMAS,Look son, that could all be a daydreamUnless you get your game off the ground to the extremeCause the man with the crown has got a daughter and rap flows in his bloodstreamMy nigga you might wanna wipe your eyes clean cause I'm bouttaHit the widescreenI got niggas at home expectin' pizzas or ice screamThey don't really care if I crack a smile or I screamI believe if my shot is better I can clinch the bulls eyeWorst case scenario I could get under Eugene's knifeLet him infuse a live mic into my genes so when I walk in the booth with or without a pair of jeansI start spitting bars like a barristerHey mister, the only way we know so well is the hard you might wanna watch me weasel through the banister.Hook:Dreams must be athletes cause they're way too fast and hard to catchThe taller they are, the faster they getThe taller they are, the faster they getNo matter the hour, don't quit the chase, homie don't quit the chase, don't quit the chase.Verse 2It's kinda easy to zero in on your dreamWhen give em names like James and JimI call mine Butane cause to get him I had to train my brain to be to be faster than UsainI'm just praying I don’t lose it in the process like Kurt CobainBreathalyser detected free free from cocaineCause he's fast don't mean he's under the influenceYou better know the target before you play the villainI'm too witty I been chasing this ***** in three lanesApologies if I blow you off your feet or cause worse atrocities in the cityCause I’ll never retreat until my niggas own a fleetSuccess alone works for me I just fired defeatI got my feet in fire can't stand with cold feetI hope you feel meThere's no no such thing as a bridge too farEither way it don't matter where you areTo be a star you just gotta make sure your work rate is up to parAnd please don't let the past leave a scarBecauseHook:Dreams must be athletes cause they're way too fast and hard to catchThe taller they are, the faster they getThe taller they are, the faster they getNo matter the hour, don't quit the chase, homie don't quit the chase, don't quit the chase.Verse 3:Last night I had a dream I was herding dinosaurs***** it, there weren't even carnivoresWoke up like, ***** chill don't scream I'm aware of green dangersThat’s why we got Dream Ville and Dream ChasersPlease don't kill your haters especially in a country teetering on the brinkOf divisionWe need them for better vision to enhance your verveThat's how black slaves got off the tetherMurdered em taskmasters and shove their white asses to the graveBrother Kunta KinteI hate to say this but the heart you gave me is unsafe,Prolly lost in the autoclaveGo ahead rant and raveGet the ***** off my nerveFortune favors the braveCredit to g's chef he craves to be legendary son of DaveI used to lead a kind of lifeTinkering with tractors and feeding off nectars to survive please don't pimp meCause if I knew how to ride a Lambo I would drive the message homeHook:Dreams must be athletes cause they're way too fast and hard to catchThe taller they are, the faster they getThe taller they are, the faster they getNo matter the hour, don't quit the chase, homie don't quit the chase, don't quit the chase.
