Songtext zu 'Twisted Dreams (feat. Jay Eletronica, Joe Flizzow, DJ Wegun)' von Jay Park

This the type of verse feel it in your bones and joints
Get up on the beat speak then we go anoint
That masses take it H1GHR like we smoking joints
So many ‘J’s at one label boy you know we scoring points
Yeah, surrounded by villains demons sinnin’ I feel alone
I ain’t perfect but far from worthless though you feel my soul
Ignorant mindset had me boxed in but see I have grown
Into a king so supreme, I ain’t talking clothes
Wake up and smell the Folgers
It’s colder than shoulders winters In Minnesota
When we trying to be a soldier
Intent on winning wars they taking shots but still they sober
Not me, born nice politeness rooted in my culture
This is Hip-Hop where the impossible can happen
Where rappers bicker over petty shit instead of rapping
Where an Asian kid can put his whole city on, like really on
And still be around monsters, I ain’t talking Digimon
Ooo, I’m a bad man gimme the loot
Only rappers I look up to are probably Hov and Trae Tha Truth
Everybody else is cool and I respect your grind
And even if we different, do me the same and respect mine

Nobody’s perfect, we’re all human beings
That don’t stop us all from becoming kings and queens
Kind hearted gangsters, crooked cops and wicked screams
Beautiful hope turning into twisted dreams
Twisted dreams, twisted dreams
Not everything is as it looks or as it seems
Twi-twi-twi-twi-twisted dreams
Not everything is what it is or what it means

Ever since I was a young lad I thought I was odd
Step out on faith they said, huh, I thought it was lies
Cause when I took a few steps
I got bad calls from the refs
And every few days
I’m looking for ways to cheat death
But look at me now, I’m in front of you live
You gotta believe, you can’t keep running from God
My nigga James said, "Brother, it’s time to give them hell"
It’s under Jurel, you can’t keep running from God
Well Hallelujah, my Lord kept angels at every turn
A tissue for every tear, an ointment for every burn
'Cause it’s fire and it’s pain on this winding road
And you be needin’ extra time and the kiss like prince
To metamorph you to a king from a slimy toad
Our poetry is deep heavenly, food for the sheeps
That’s why you can catch ‘em at my shows yelling preach
'Cause it’s synagogues of wolves and the streets selling meat
Stop for Allah, all we want is Salam Salam
But all these fuckers givin’ out is Haram Haram
I pray this fuckin’ album burn their kingdom to the ground
I pray this verse will lead a million kings into their crown

Nobody’s perfect, we’re all human beings
But that don’t stop us all from becoming kings and queens
Kind hearted gangsters, crooked cops and wicked screams
Beautiful hope turning into twisted dreams
Twisted dreams, twisted dreams
Not everything is as it looks or as it seems
Twi-twi-twi-twi-twisted dreams
Not everything is what it is or what it means

When the stars are aligned bintang tersusun rapi
Macam boss bergerak Capo Di Tutti Capi
Di jalanan harus berhati lagi kalau jalan kaki
Banyak kes langgar lari di angkasa memerhati, I'm fly
Gerak dengan gaya cara juga finesse
Pakai Coogi macam OG campak tangkap kunci G-Class
Semua tulis rap verse aku tulis thesis
Setiap block macam Tetris, the games missing piece, yes
Dari kecik ku dengan microphone tengok kena pakai mikroskop
Ku belajar yang dadah membawa padah
Jadi aku terpaksa jadi dope
Baru aku jadi Hope, ini dah tertulis
Words paint a thousand pictures lihat ku melukis, bliss

Tha-tha-tha-tha-that (dreams)
That don’t stop us (dreams)
That don’t stop us (dreams)
All from becom–, from becoming kings and queens (dreams)
Twisted dreams, twisted dreams
Not everythi-thing is what-what-what, what-what
What it i-is or what it means