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Street Dreams
by Nas

Uh, what, what, uh

Street dreams are made of these
Niggas push Beemers and 300 E's
A drug dealer's destiny is reaching a key
Everybody's looking for something
Street dreams are made of these
Shorties on they knees, for niggas with big G's
Who am I to disagree?
Everybody's looking for something

My man put me up for the share, one-fourth of a square
Headed for Delaware, with one change of gear
Nothing on my mind but the dime sack we blazed
With the glaze in my eye, that we find when we crave
Dollars and cents, a fugitive with two attempts
Jakes had no trace of the face, now they drew a print
Though I'm innocent, til proven guilty
I'ma try to filthy, purchase a club and start up realty
For real G, I'ma fulfill my dream
If I conceal my scheme, then precisely I'll build my cream
The first trip without the clique
Sent the bitch with the quarter brick, this is it
Fresh face, NY plates got a Crooked I for the Jakes
I want it all, Armor All Benz and endless papes
God sake, what nigga got to do to make a half million
Without the FBI catching feelings

Street dreams are made of these
Niggas push Beemers and 300 E's
A drug dealer's destiny is reaching a key
Everybody's looking for something
Street dreams are made of these
Shorties on they knees, for niggas with big G's
Who am I to disagree?
Everybody's looking for something

From fat cat to papi, niggas see the cat
Twenty-five to flat, push a thousand feet back
Holding gats wasn't making me fat, snitches on my back
Living with moms, getting it on, flushing crack down the toilet
Two sips from bein alcoholic
Nine hundred ninety nine thou from being rich but now I'm all for it
My man saw it like Dionne Warwick
A wiser team, for a wiser dream we could all score with
The cartel Argentina coke with the nina
Up in the hotel, smoking on sessamina
Trina got the fishscale between her
The way the bitch shook her ass yo the dogs never seen her
She got me back living sweeter, fresh Caesar
Guess, David Robinson's, Walle' moccasins
Bitches blow me while hopping in the drop-top BM
Word is bond son, I had that bitch down on my shit like this

Street dreams are made of these
Niggas push Beemers and 300 E's
A drug dealer's destiny is reaching a key
Everybody's looking for something
Street dreams are made of these
Shorties on they knees, for niggas with big G's
Who am I to disagree?
Everybody's looking for something

Growing up project-struck, looking for luck dreaming
Scoping the large niggas beaming, check what I'm seeing
Cars, ghetto stars pushing ill Europeans
G'n, heard about them old timers OD'n
Young, early 80's, throwing rocks at the crazy lady
Worshipping every word them rope rocking niggas gave me
The street raised me up, giving a fuck
I thought Jordan's and a gold chain was living it up
I knew the dopes, the pushers, the addicts everybody
Cut out of class, just to smoke blunts and drink naughty
Ain't that funny? Getting put on to crack money
With all the gun play, painting the kettle black hungry
A case of beers in the staircase I wasted years
Some niggas went for theirs, flipping coke as they career
But I'm a rebel stressing, to pull out of the heat no doubt
With Jeeps tinted out, spending never holding out

Street dreams are made of these
Niggas push Beemers and 300 E's
A drug dealer's destiny is reaching a key
Everybody's looking for something
Street dreams are made of these
Shorties on they knees, for niggas with big G's
Who am I to disagree?
Everybody's looking for something

Street dreams are made of these
Niggas push Beemers and 300 E's
A drug dealer's destiny is reaching a key
Everybody's looking for something
Street dreams are made of these
Shorties on they knees, for niggas with big G's
Who am I to disagree?
Everybody's looking for something

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: ERNIE ISLEY, MARVIN ISLEY, O'KELLY ISLEY, RONALD ISLEY, RUDOLPH ISLEY, CHRISTOPHER JASPER, CHRISTOPHER H JASPER, NASIR JONES

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Brian Grandy

both Pac and Nas are dope and ripped the beat

Rick Sanchez

Tbh being foreing. Heard 2pac version for whole my life. This is better.

Danny James

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Sparky Pluggs

@Andy Reynoso Nas has great storytelling ability from his Slick Rick influence. Pac wasn't really a story teller. Pac just made you feel him, social poet. Pac could make a gangsta song, an emotional song, an uplifting song, a love song, a political song, a party song, a diss song, a song for chics and make all sound legit. That's artistry. Dudes today still can't do that. I can't name one rapper right now that can do that. Nas has the technical edge lyrically but hip hop is about MC'ng and Pac was the best

Andy Reynoso

Sparky Pluggs Nas could paint a clearer picture using better rhymes and hip hop is all about lyricism first. Nas is Goat

Sparky Pluggs

@Andy Reynoso Pac was the better artist. I don't think that's even arguable. Pac was more versatile and could set different moods. Nas the better technical lyricist

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LowLife.

Now this is mature grown ass man hip hop

A. Double

This the first Album I bought with my own money as a kid lol. When I scanned it in the store...Yall know those head set consoles where you could listen to a CD before buying. When I heard this joint it was like Gold to my ears. Every Nas album been legit, but this my favorite.

sf2explus

it was written had the best individual songs. but for me illmatic album is put together better sounds like one big long song and just flows. but again it's my opinion they are neck and neck

Pacific 69117

A. Double I started listening to
Hip-Hop/Rap back in ‘98, i was ten and I entered my first CD store the same year,
and I went through the exact same thing you experienced. One minor detail, It was Don Cartagena by Fat Joe album that I scanned, In 2003 I came across a beautiful gem known as
It Was Written — Nas

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