Twas All A Dream
Written by K. Wilson
© 2010 ASCAP

Verse 1
We a little grown up so we don't do much dirt
but often times get feet wet by steppin in the mud
in store purchases straight off the mannequins
Dining at fine restaurants but still steeling the rammekins
I can't help it man
I like doing some random
I was always one of thse goofy weird ass kids
and he fact that I was ignorant 10 years prior
got me laughing like watching stand up of Richard Pryor
Got me on the phone talking sounding like a liar
Cuz it's so hard to believe that I made it through the fire
Burned and bruised left with all sorts of scars I didn't choose
but I grew unlike others that repped the same crew
Maybe it shows i'm a leader maybe it shows strength
Maybe it shows if you give me an inch i'm taking more length
Maybe it shows I don't compromise for anyone
I do no it shows everyone how far that i've come

Verse 2
N.Y.C. the fairwather sunshine
rises to the summit like how I always bear in mind
horizon flights with lukewarm summer nights
as jtc we follow an ode to nocturnal life
like antimony you see symphonies saved on external the drive
that makes a life worth to tell live
thrive off of what coincides
those that are deprived are like how the ocean divides
our pangaea giving us beach on all sides
unity is tight let communities decide
back to the basics coming back to face it
none stand long compared to the money they chasing
tracks that me and my eternal fraternal brother
on that miami style its like no other
pulling them in like vice undercover
while giving you something new to discover