We chased a dream to the end of our block
Where. We. got. tired. and stopped
But the'll be other dreams, the'll be other blocks
The'll be lots
Chased a dream to the end of our block
Where. We. got. tired. and stopped
But the'll be other dreams, the'll be other blocks
Lots
So if everyday's a miracle
The world been proven spherical
Empirical place we live in
Science versus spiritual
What's a kid to do when holding your tongue is unbearable?
We still inside the dark ages minus Ivan the terrible
Money's motivation so we living by the decimal
Freedom is a word that we confusion with expendable
Beauty is something that we don't really understand
Cuz the man's only goal's to fuck a centrefold
All we know is life is moving faster than the cherry on your cigarette
I remember ripping off the best songs onto tape cassette
And I remember thinking one day it would be amazing
If some kids would steal my music off the radio
Cuz I'm a visionary, My dreams are hella scary
I put myself in a position to be legendary
Do what I want and I don't mean no disrespect
Listen I control the distance of my ripple effect
We chased a dream to the end of our block
Where. We. got. tired. and stopped
But the'll be other dreams, the'll be other blocks
The'll be lots
Chased a dream to the end of our block
Where. We. got. tired. and stopped
But the'll be other dreams, the'll be other blocks
Lots
The lessons they drew, in elementary school
Were to follow rules, like it's the best we can do
In high school, though, it was the same bamboozle
Same poorly planned out stance you know
Even in college, with all the knowledge it brought us
Still just surrounded by shit being polished
The incompetent just carry on with it
And pass a new rule for the schools to tell us to follow it
So, Isn't this fantastic?
Going to hell in a handbasket
We can imagine a better world, but can't have it
It's hell in a handbasket
But it's a shitty basket
Not even average
Or with a pretty package
As you can imagine
It's a big advantage
To know the rules and when to break them
In a fit of passion
Isn't this fantastic?
Going to hell in a handbasket
We can imagine a better world, but can't have it
We chased a dream to the end of our block
Where. We. got. tired. and stopped
But the'll be other dreams, the'll be other blocks
The'll be lots
Chased a dream to the end of our block
Where. We. got. tired. and stopped
But the'll be other dreams, the'll be other blocks
Lots