Yeah
Believe it or not
What kept me alive
Is my dreams
 [bad word] ----------
I'm a dreamer
But I ain't the only one got problems
But we love to have fun
This is our world
From here to your hood
We alive man
It's OK to feel good

I'm a dreamer
But I ain't the only one got problems
But we love to have fun
This is our world
From here to your hood
Lock me up now
It's OK to feel good [bad word] ----------

I got a friend named Flow,
who got a friend named blow
With a finger named clap
that’ll leave you on the side like a Kangol hat.
He ain’t have no choice he was born this way
These streets will pull your number like a phone display
You gotta be defensive with your life
You gotta be like Bush and take Pre-emptive strikes
And the boys from the hood are always hard
Let alone in Mogadishu it’s a mastered art
If you bring the words hood to a seminar
We from the only place worse then Kandahar,
Now that’s kinda hard
But we still like to party and hardy har
Something good happens we say Mashalla
Something bad happens Kay Sara Sara.
I close my eyes and all I can see is you dancing with me
 [bad word] 

It’s ok to feel good, it’s the [bad word] Yo check it out

What would it take for a boy about my age to hear cheers in his head upon that stage
And the cheers that would drowned out the tears from my brown [bad word] on back stage you see the screams ain’t the screams from gun shot streams
In my dreams these screams are from hot teens
And I’m barely thirteen but I pack dirty, [bad word] fire arm that shoots thirty
Just then I hear the bus engine I’m transcending I’m crowd surfing I can’t see the time burning I’m
not hurting with my mahogany pen.
I’m on a world tour with Mohammad and them.
And we be over sees and not in these trees where my peeps stay alive like the Bee gees
And the likes of JZ would save my steeze and singing handily brought Hip-Hop peace
 [bad word] 

Sometimes we just like to have fun,
man we like to forget all the fighting
all the guns and the tires burning,

Back on the verse
Imagine crack was in birth
Imagine the earth wasn’t hurt
Imagine no homeland alerts
Imagine no record locater so I wouldn’t have to get a criminal waiver
Imagine if peace wasn’t in my briefs
instead peace could stretch across the sees
So finally we could just rest and in easy no refugees
And you, well you could dress in a book
And I can read your body in less then a look
I got a dream girl in my mind and that the hook,
An intellectually, ual and still can cook

Yeah, and I feel good right now
I feel good right here
You feel good?
 [bad word] 

We not down and out, just cause times are hard
Yeah shout out to the [bad word] s,
in my country, hardest place on earth
But still
I still know how to get down,
I still know how to vibe out,
I still know how to talk to a pretty girl.
Take it easy now.