Dream Master Songtext
von Mode 7

Started as a dream
Was heading down stream
Then I wrote my first rhyme scheme
Spit it on a mic and the rest is history


Now I′m on the mic I can not believe it
Turns out my favorite game is rap and I can't quit
Old school casino I′m lit, the smoke in the air makes me wanna spit
Got these save files and they all legit
Not yet though, only got a couple flows to show
But i know that I can change and grow
In the record store, listening to my heroes
But never thought that that was me, no
Then I found my own voice and a tight rap flow
Now I'm going everywhere I wanna go
Had to let go, let out, all this doubt
Rap about whatever I want to rap about
Aliens, weed, whatever Xenoblade X was about
My rhymes raging, and you're in a drought
Boats getting capsized, finding no allies
Realize, I brag a lot, but don′t tell lies

Started as a dream
Was heading down stream
Then I wrote my first rhyme scheme
Spit it on a mic and the rest is history


Just polishing my weapons, learning every lesson
Gonna be well versed in my verses, I′m bettin
On me, 21, checkmate, and monopoly
High entity, high grade, and high quantity
Hit the stizzy, get another verse from me
The first draft is already fine quality
Alright, let's start here, alright
Why I had to scrape by, every day of my life
Carry a knife, mom worried I ain′t safe every night
Couple a quick crimes seem easy, I just might
Just cuz everybody trying to grab a few coins
Everyone out for themselves like they playing metroid
Got a few old friends that I'd best avoid
Seen more than my share of lives destroyed
They live in prosperity, we ignore the disparity
Get that money, maybe you′ll finally be proud of me

Started as a dream
Was heading down stream
Then I wrote my first rhyme scheme
Spit it on a mic and the rest is history