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Mello Crum - Finest Dreams lyrics

Artist: Mello Crum

album: Nostalgic Analysis


Can we break it over
Just another pretty girl
Take a look at my mind
And you can see your face floating around
Reminiscing over times I was joking about
I was never the ind of guy who was giving a shit about
Ugly things that would come out of your pretty mouth
Had to think of figures other than your heart, I was out
But you could've given heads up instead of just going down
Got my heart bruised up, but I'm a sucker for love
I'm guessing when it comes to you it's never enough
So now it's up to you, and I could be your favorite
But I'm feeling your grip
And it's way too soft to hang in my chains and cuffs
I mean, your probably give a shit of what they think of us
So now
You appear in my finest dreams
There's no point in locks
You break the door
Until I'm bust down
Bruised up from tryna kill the beast
You can't buy love
Got to earn your keep
Kick your feet up and sit back
The way you only knew how to
My jealousy is only of your games
I'm played out too
But I consider returning my purchase
Still got the ticket
I bet it worked out how you wanted to
Tell me, did it?
Don't you blame it on the bottle again
I'm rolling up
And from the corner of my eye
See you calling me your friend
Is the biggest pill to swallow a fake or heaven-sent, huh?
Is the prettiest feeling really a ten
If I'm honest to God, I'm praying I'll never sin
But if I'm honest to me, I'll know what happens again
I mean I'm only human
What am I gonna do when I'm bored
Best bang for your buck
The cheapest trip to afford
You appear in my finest dreams
There's no point in locks
You break the door
Until I'm bust down
Bruised up from tryna kill the beast
You can't buy love
Got to earn your keep
You made me look at myself now
Took them old books off the shelf now
Come baby tell me we're alright
One more shot is all I need all night
Maybe we both saw this coming
We both had our share of fun and
Maybe I'm way too far out now
One more shot about to pass out now
But I'm feeling the groove again
I won't stop eating 'till tummy is full again
You bet your ass I'm gonna shake up the foodchain
This is the sound of 'Doc Dre meets Wu-Tang'
That's true game
I know it's scarce nowadays
But that has never been an excuse to play safe
So it's fuck you, pay me
Show me the gravy
You got an idea of what a radio-play means?
You're gonna find me on a slope or the peak
That's means climbing to the summit or sitting on top
Please don't interfere while my vision's clear
I'm on a roll without you, my dear
You appear in my finest dreams
There's no point in locks
You break the door
Until I'm bust down
Bruised up from tryna kill the beast
You can't buy love
Got to earn your keep

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