Cali Dreaming

    Wanna live my dreams
    This is the last chance to make it, I gotta do something
    With my life today
    'Cause I been doing this music thing for so long it seems that
    Something's gotta give
    If I'ma stay on this long road to success
    With the music I play
    So I just gotta be strong and keep moving on with it

    I'm not just a dreamer, I'm an intellectual coal mine
    With refined rhymes like diamonds that shine
    On the daily I grind, grit my teeth and push mountains full of words
    With a pen to make you see clearly my troubles
    All of my trifles the pressures that try to stifle
    If life was holding a rifle to my head, my last thoughts would be
    Simply to let my music reach to every country
    Where scholars will translate it on scrolls and archive it
    Where students in the classrooms of history relive it
    Relive it, Because I write the words and I give it away
    After it leaves my hand to the ink on the papyrus
    And after I been on the stage and let the lyric fathom bust
    It all belongs to y'all, that's all end of story on it
    Dropping like a bomb on the planet it's the verbal atomic
    Aloe Blacc remember me as enemy or friend
    However you want, it doesn't really matter in the end

    They say it's gonna stop
    Got people telling me I'm wasting my time and that
    Hip Hop's going away
    I don't believe it though all my life I seen it grow so I
    Don't believe a word
    That I be hearing from all the haters and perpetrators
    So everything they say
    Is just a bucket lies to get me out the way

    This is my life's work, my contribution as a public speaker
    With knowledge to share and thoughts to digest
    One of the freshest in the land of the west
    While most niggaz measure success with the ice on they chest
    I measure it with message and who spit it the best
    Follow the quest like I'm the last man searching for a companion
    Because when I'm dead and gone my books will still be standing
    From my arial approach landing, seeing it all
    Still waiting for the so-called stars to fall
    Out of the polluted skies full of California dreams
    People running at full speed and running out of the steam
    A sparkling gleam in the eye of hopeful brothas wanting to eat
    More than just the regular lunch meat, we trying to feast
    On the fruits of the earth and give generous
    But really men are just animals and like cannibals we been in lust
    To see another man hit the dust (dust, dust)

    Can't nobody tell me what to do,
    'cause I am gonna do what I want to do
    This is just my way of life and
    I am gonna live it for me not you