Street Dreams
Nas feat. R. Kelly Lyrics
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Street dreams are made of these
Niggas push Bimmers and 300 E's
A drug dealer's destiny is reaching a ki
Everybody's looking for something
Street dreams are made of these
Shorties on they knees for niggas with big cheeseWho 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 get 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 eye for the Jakes
I want it all, ArmorAll 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 Bimmers and 300 E's
A drug dealer's destiny is reaching a ki
Everybody's looking for something
Street dreams are made of these
Shorties on they knees for niggas with big cheeseWho am I to disagree?
Everybody's looking for something
From Fat Cat to Pappy, 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 Bimmers and 300 E's
A drug dealer's destiny is reaching a ki
Everybody's looking for something
Street dreams are made of these
Shorties on they knees for niggas with big cheese
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'ing, heard about them old timers OD'ing
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 noddy
Ain't that funny? Getting put on to crack money
With all the gunplay, 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 Bimmers and 300 E's
A drug dealer's destiny is reaching a ki
Everybody's looking for something
Street dreams are made of these
Shorties on they knees for niggas with big cheese
Who am I to disagree?
Everybody's looking for something
Street dreams are made of these
Niggas push Bimmers and 300 E's
A drug dealer's destiny is reaching a ki
Everybody's looking for something
Street dreams are made of these
Shorties on they knees for niggas with big cheese
Who am I to disagree?
Everybody's looking for something
Yeah, nigga, what?
Oh, shit
Queensbridge, boy, what? Yo, what?
Yo, they shot dunn, dawg
Yo, yo, lets get the hell outta here y'all, I don't give a fuck-
Look, he on his back right now
We gotta get up outta here, son
Yo, come on run, yo
Watch out, man, yo watch out, watch out, nigga
Yo, yo hol' up, hol' up, hol' up
Yo, I twisted that kid, right?
Hell yeah, dunn
Yo, why you-
Yo, yo, come on though
(Oh, shit)
Yo, we gotta got up outta here, yo
You think somebody peeped that?
Yo, hell yeah, I'm saying, yo, as long as we get rid o-
Get rid of the heat, yo
Fuck that
Get rid of the heat, yo
Come on, come on, I'm threw that shit, come on
We gotta bounce, yo
Let's bounce
The lyrics of Nas's "Street Dreams (Remix)" encapsulate a vivid narrative of street life, filled with aspirations, hardships, and the pursuit of wealth. The song opens with the recognition that the dreams born in the streets are often materialistic and tied to the trappings of success within a crime-ridden lifestyle. Phrases such as "niggas push Bimmers and 300 E's" highlight the obsession with luxury vehicles, serving as symbols of status and success in the hustle of urban life. Further, the reference to a "drug dealer's destiny" emphasizes that the cycle of crime, particularly drug dealing, is seen as an expected path for many in these environments. The continual refrainβ"Everybody's looking for something"βsuggests a universal longing, where each individual, regardless of their circumstances, is on a quest for fulfillment, whether that be through wealth, respect, or even survival.
As the narrative unfolds, the singer reflects on their rising aspirations amidst the harsh realities of street life. The line about heading to Delaware with a "change of gear" while only focusing on "the dime sack we blazed" illustrates a mentality engrossed in the momentary pleasures of drugs while simultaneously plotting for a greater future. The struggle for survival is palpable, with references to evading law enforcement and the constant hustle that defines the life of a fugitive. This dualityβinnocence until proven guilty, yet a desire to amass wealth ("get filthy")βcaptures the moral ambiguity of living in such a world. The desire for financial success often drives individuals to take risks, evidenced by the mention of a "quarter brick" and the uncertainty surrounding their actions. Nas articulates a compelling case of how dreams can morph into desperate needs, urging listeners to consider the lengths to which individuals might go to achieve their so-called 'street dreams.'
The third verse dives deeper into the influences of street culture, tracing a generational legacy shaped by both aspiration and despair. The mention of figures like Fat Cat and Pappy ties the current experiences of the singer to the historical context of drug dealing in urban America. Here, Nas contrasts the fleeting high of material success β being "nine-hundred-ninety-nine thou' from being rich" β with the deeper emotional and psychological scars that accompany such a lifestyle. The line "the street raised me up" speaks to how the environment fosters both growth and destruction, revealing the societal structures that bind individuals to crime and the quest for 'the good life.' Thereβs also a marked sense of nostalgia as he recalls the innocence of youth β "throwing rocks at the crazy lady" β which contrasts starkly with the harsh realities of adulthood that follow, underscoring how dreams can be both a refuge and a trap.
In closing, the chaotic and tension-filled outro serves as a stark reminder of the volatile reality of street life. The dialogue among characters introduces a raw element of fear and urgency, showcasing a life defined by unpredictability and violence. The desperate need to escape and "get rid of the heat" reinforces the notion that the pursuit of dreams in such a world often leads to perilous ramifications. Ultimately, "Street Dreams (Remix)" presents a profound commentary on the cyclical nature of poverty, crime, and aspiration, where the allure of success is forever shadowed by the risks involved. The blend of ambition and danger paints a complex portrait of street life, urging listeners to ponder the broader implications of such a reality.
Line by Line Meaning
Street dreams are made of these
The aspirations born from the streets revolve around material wealth and lifestyle.
Niggas push Bimmers and 300 E's
People drive luxury cars like BMWs and Mercedes, indicating success and status.
A drug dealer's destiny is reaching a ki
The ultimate goal for a drug dealer is to reach a kilogram of drugs, symbolizing their success in illicit trade.
Everybody's looking for something
Everyone has their own desires and ambitions they are chasing after.
Shorties on they knees for niggas with big cheese
Women are often attracted to men who possess a lot of money.
Who am I to disagree?
I can't deny the reality of these situations; it's just how things are.
My man put me up for the share, one-fourth of a square
A friend involved me in a deal where I would get a quarter of the profits from a drug transaction.
Headed for Delaware, with one change of gear
We are on our way to Delaware and must quickly adjust our plans for the journey.
Nothing on my mind but the dime sack we blazed
My thoughts are consumed solely with the small amount of marijuana we just smoked.
With the glaze in my eye, that we find when we crave
Thereβs a certain look in my eyes that comes from the high, driven by our desires.
Dollars and cents, a fugitive with two attempts
I am focused on making money while evading the law, despite facing charges before.
Jakes had no trace of the face, now they drew a print
Police had no evidence against me, but they managed to obtain my fingerprint.
Though I'm innocent 'til proven guilty
I maintain my innocence until the legal system determines otherwise.
I'ma try to get filthy, purchase a club and start up realty
I aim to get rich, investing in a nightclub and real estate.
For real G, I'ma fulfill my dream
Honestly, I am determined to achieve my ambitions.
If I conceal my scheme, then precisely I'll build my cream
If I keep my plans secret, I can effectively make money.
The first trip without the clique
This is my first solo mission, away from my usual gang.
Sent the bitch with the quarter brick, this is it
Iβve dispatched a woman with a small amount of drugs; this is the critical moment.
Fresh face, NY plates got a crooked eye for the Jakes
Iβm cautious as I drive a new car with New York plates, always alert to police.
I want it all, ArmorAll Benz and endless papes
I desire complete luxury, including a well-maintained Mercedes and an endless supply of money.
God sake, what nigga got to do to make a half million
What does one have to do to earn a significant sum of money?
Without the FBI catching feelings?
How can one make money without attracting attention from law enforcement?
From Fat Cat to Pappy, niggas see the cat
From famous drug lords to other criminals, people are familiar with the lifestyle of hustlers.
Twenty-five to flat, push a thousand feet back
Get ready for the high stakes of the game, as the consequences can be severe.
Holding gats wasn't making me fat, snitches on my back
Carrying firearms didnβt lead to prosperity; instead, I dealt with betrayal from informants.
Living with moms, getting it on, flushing crack down the toilet
I was living at home while trying to discard drugs when trouble arose.
Two sips from bein alcoholic
I am dangerously close to developing a drinking problem.
Nine-hundred-ninety nine thou' from being rich
Just a small amount of money stands between me and financial freedom.
But now, I'm all for it
I am fully committed to pursuing my ambitions.
My man saw it like Dionne Warwick
My friend has a vision for our future success, similar to how the singer predicted her hits.
A wiser team for a wiser dream we could all score with
Creating a thoughtful group will lead to mutual success in our pursuits.
The cartel, Argentina coke with the nina
Involvement with a drug cartel and high-quality cocaine smuggling.
Up in the hotel, smoking on sessamina
Partaking in high-quality marijuana in a hotel.
Trina got the fishscale between her
A woman possesses high-grade cocaine.
The way the bitch shook her ass, yo, the dogs never seen her
Her provocative dancing was captivating; it's something no one has experienced before.
She got me back living sweeter, fresh Caesar
Her presence improved my life dramatically, making it more enjoyable.
Guess, David Robinson's, Walle' moccasins
Luxury footwear, akin to those worn by famous basketball players, symbolizes status.
Bitches blow me while hopping in the drop-top BM'
Women are intimate with me as I drive a convertible BMW, representing my allure and status.
Word is bond, son, I had that bitch down on my shit like this
This is a genuine statement; the encounter was intensely personal.
Growing up project-struck, looking for luck, dreaming
Having grown up in the projects, I constantly sought opportunities to improve my life.
Scoping the large niggas beaming, check what I'm seeing
I observed successful individuals, noting their achievements as I aspire to succeed.
Cars, ghetto stars pushing ill Europeans
Rich individuals in the community drive expensive European cars, signifying their success.
G'ing, heard about them old timers OD'ing
I have witnessed the drug epidemic, where older users have overdosed.
Young, early 80's, throwing rocks at the crazy lady
Reflecting on childhood mischief while growing up, symbolizing rebellion.
Worshipping every word them rope rocking niggas gave me
I have revered the guidance from seasoned hustlers in my environment.
The street raised me up giving a fuck
I was shaped by street life, which taught me to care only about survival and success.
I thought Jordan's and a gold chain was living it up
I believed owning expensive sneakers and jewelry represented a successful life.
I knew the dopes, the pushers, the addicts, everybody
I was familiar with all types of people involved in the drug scene.
Cut out of class just to smoke blunts and drink noddy
I often skipped school to indulge in marijuana and low-quality alcohol.
Ain't that funny? Getting put on to crack money
It's ironic how quickly one can get involved in the drug trade for profit.
With all the gunplay, painting the kettle black hungry
In a dangerous environment filled with violence, many still struggle to make ends meet.
A case of beers in the staircase, I wasted years
Wasting time drinking beer instead of making progress in life.
Some niggas went for theirs, flipping coke as they career
Others pursued drug dealing as a legitimate profession.
But I'm a rebel stressing to pull out of the heat, no doubt
I rebel against the pressure of illegal activity and aim to escape its dangers.
With Jeeps tinted out, spending, never holding out
Driving luxury SUVs while spending money freely, without hesitation.
Yeah, nigga, what?
A defiant affirmation in response to life's challenges.
Queensbridge, boy, what? Yo, what?
A shoutout to my neighborhood, representing my roots.
Yo, they shot dunn, dawg
There's been violence; someone has been shot in our area.
Look, he on his back right now
The victim is lying on their back, indicating they are in distress.
We gotta get up outta here, son
We need to leave this dangerous situation immediately.
Yo, come on run, yo
I urge my friends to escape quickly.
Watch out, man, yo watch out, watch out, nigga
Warning my friends to be cautious of their surroundings.
Yo, yo hol' up, hol' up, hol' up
Telling everyone to pause for a moment.
Yo, I twisted that kid, right?
I need confirmation that I was involved in the violent situation.
Hell yeah, dunn
Affirming the violent act I participated in.
Yo, why youβ
Interrupted mid-sentence, questioning someone's actions.
Yo, yo, come on though
Encouraging urgency and action.
(Oh, shit)
An expression of realization and concern for the situation.
Yo, we gotta got up outta here, yo
Emphasizing the need to leave urgently.
You think somebody peeped that?
Worried that someone may have witnessed the incident.
Yo, hell yeah, I'm saying, yo, as long as we get rid o-
Absolutely, and we must dispose of any evidence.
Get rid of the heat, yo
We must eliminate any risk of police involvement.
Fuck that
Rejecting any risk or hesitation about our actions.
Get rid of the heat, yo
Reiterating the urgency to dispose of evidence.
Come on, come on, I'm threw that shit, come on
Encouraging quick action to dispose of whatever evidence we have.
We gotta bounce, yo
We need to leave this place immediately.
Let's bounce
A call to action for everyone to escape quickly.
Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Cloud9, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Annie Lennox, David Allan Stewart, Ernest E. Dixon, James Pennington, Jean Claude Olivier, Johnny Lee Jackson, Nasir Jones, Roy Hamilton, Samuel J. Barnes, Tupac Amaru Shakur, Tyruss Gerald Himes
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@ndujamz
Nas's B sides is crazy. Nas has always had dope opening lines. "Low profile, rap style slick as Nu-Nile"
@adolphhne
Facts
@Swimininmonet
Maaaaannnn!
@TorontoWire
Songs like this is exactly why Nas is the GOAT
@richardmalinge4449
My favorite track I still play it in 2024
@SageofSorrow
Nasβ flow during the It Was Written sessions was sent from another world. He was truly in a class of his own. So smooth and natural
@fredotlogetswe3047
FACTS
@TonySummerz
He was under Wu-Tang's influence. Nas and Raekwon was hanging out a lot in "95 - 96.
@mpjdu2425
@@TonySummerz it was the other way around Raekwon bite his style and stole his slang
@esotericguru7111
@@mpjdu2425 that's why he was the first non Wu member to ever rap with them.