Текст песни Grave Full of Dreams - Blvcksmyth

All I do is win win, ay nobody needs the deceit
I'm just a black dude from a third world economy who didn't believe
Probably wouldn't even be rapping if I didn't sit down and listen to Zeeps
Hatimire kusvika Kilimanjaro
But the daily cost of living is steep
And that verbal conversation is cheap
I'm tryna put my money where my bars emerge and lyrics release
What's harder to do than conquering all of your fears
What's harder to prove than bravery to all of your peers
Go show them your dreams, the ones you love the ones you revere
The ones you never get to talk about coz nobody cares
The ones that maybe in a perfect world they'd all just appear
While you keep up appearances and hold back the tears
Use automobiles and property deals
To try to conceal the inner lack of happiness that all of us feel

Why the good hearted people die young, everyone see that
Too many real ones gone too soon
Too many real ones gone too soon
Wish I could bring back
All of the real ones gone too soon
All of the real ones gone too soon
Wish they could sing back
But they laying in a grave full of dreams
They all laying in a grave full of dreams

I ain't taking mine to the pit though
I get up every morning with my fist closed
Channel my inner Biko
Channel my inner black breadwinner king that would kill for
All of the little things that I hustled hard as a kid for
Back then
I just wanted muscle cars and a better job for my moms and my kid bro
Now I'm realising we under far more complicated status quo
And it's gonna take more than rap to defeat those
Stereotypes old lies we fight those
Need to fund black girls who write code
Elon Musks in high heels and weaves
Reaching heights that Times lists reveal not die with high hopes
Broken hearted from times the guys chose
To decline your bright thoughts
Despite the slight you'll never die like dry rose
Desire the life you visualise with eyes closed
Black heroes who grind and die broke
Wise ghosts, bigger dreams than rides and fly clothes
Tryna build an empire, or find joy
Struggling to could decide or try both
Till I'm no longer alive and lie cold
In a grave of full of dreams

Too many real ones gone too soon
Too many real ones gone too soon
Wish I could bring back
All of the real ones gone too soon
All of the real ones gone too soon
Wish they could sing back
But they laying in a grave full of dreams
They all laying in a grave full of dreams