D.r.e.a.m. Lyrics - P.t.s.d. - Post Traumatic Stress Disorder - Pharoahe Monch

Pull myself together, put on a new face 

Climb down up the hilltop, baby - ooh, I get back in the race 

Cause I've got dreams, yeah, dreams to remember 

Yeah, yeah, I've got dreams, oh dreams to remember 

Help me out 

Yo, my destiny rules everything around me, dream, get the money 

Dollar, dollar bill y'all 

Everybody put their palms in the clouds, get your hands in the sky 

So it's not a problem to feel, y'all 

Even if I was broke as fuck I would lend you my last so you can holla at me still 

PMC in the place to be on the M.I.C still spitting that real 

Yo, you know the limericks are limitless, not limited in sentiment 

But incriments of infinite potental in the scenes 

You could benefit from getting off of the internet 

For just a minute, it's a simple song 

You could sing or Memorex, I meant mimic it 

When it hits the spirit it pulls the heartstrings 

Infamous and kindred, it's intrinsic when it's still in us 

From the genesis when we remember to dream, just... dream 

(That means you) 

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I've got dreams to remember 

I've got dreams, yeah dreams to remember 

Help me out 

Yo, my determination runs every aspect mentally, I'm no dummy 

This scholar got skill, y'all 

Can't take what I visualise from it, you pull the wool over my eyes 

I swallowed the red pill 

Even if I was broke as fuck I would lend you my last so you could holla at me still 

Everybody put your palms to the clouds, get 'em up in the sky 

So it's not a problem to feel 

Welcome to the Age of Aquarius in the stages of various schemes 

Precariously I escape when I dream 

Each scene should win an Academy, put it up on the screen 

My strategy: Pharoahe's the king of Queens 

Who fiends for teens to view it as the new theme music 

Use it to shape their futures when they daydream to it 

Never elusive, never claim stupid 

Lucid, boost your recruits when you sing to it and just... dream 

(That means you) 

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I've got dreams 

You know I'm down right excellent, about my scrilla, get the money 

Dollar, dollar bill, y'all 

I got you strung out on the music so I'm sort of like a dealer to a junkie 

Swallow that pill, y'all 

Sometimes it rains in Southern Cali and Philadelphia ain't always sunny 

Just keeping it real, y'all 

Talib Kweli in the place to be, yeah, you better believe 

Come on, you know the deal, y'all 

Five o'clock in the morning, just getting home from last night's performance 

When I'm dead tired from touring I hit the coffin 

I'm like a vampire required to stay dormant 

Out of the range, the sunlight with a doubt it'd remain 

I used to smoke so much weed that it clouded my brain 

I took a break, had to find life's meaning again 

Without the smoke in my lungs I started dreaming again 

I dreamed of candy-coated cars and panties that go with bra's 

Hurricanes named Sandy, I'm floating on Noah's ark, what? 

Police'll bleed blue cause he staying true to the uniform 

Dennis Rodman in North Korea looking for unicorns (that's ridiculous) 

The truth is I'm one of the best 

And when you snooze that's when you meet the cousin of death 

So when I say I never visited the cousin, I don't sleep 

I stay awake to the ways of the world cause shit is deep (dream) 

I've got dreams to remember 

I've got dreams, yeah dreams to remember 

Help me out