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Now That S What I Call Music Never Had A Dream Come True

a brick wall at a stand still Was it a dream or was it reality Now it's a nightmare hunting my sanity Thank the Lord up in heaven ain't mad at me It's

I never stopped rappin' but that's what I do If you quit yo' thang, you might never find the truth I had choices in life, I coulda did somethin' else I did what I

this That's why I get spiritual, but I get my hymns from Him So it's not me, it's He that's lyrical I'm not a miracle, I'm a Heaven-sent instrument

those who called him a prophet And I asked him what was true Until the distance had shown how the road remains alone Now I'm looking in my life for a truth that

it's good to have turn to be a king for a day Or for a week, or for a year, or for a year and a day Come what may I'm fishing in my boat and I'm fishing

's a collar that has settled round my waist Today keeps slipping by me, it leaves no aftertaste Tomorrow is a daydream, the future's never true Am I just a

's mum, calls me a loser and a good for nothing lazy bum, she says give up the music, that my day would never come, but I can't turn back now I

those who called him a prophet And I asked him what was true Until the distance had shown how the road remains alone Now I'm looking in my life for a truth that

it's good to have turn to be a king for a day Or for a week, or for a year, or for a year and a day Come what may I'm fishing in my boat and I'm fishing