[Intro: The Game & Behind The Scenes}
(Whistling)
Okay, play it from the top

[Verse 1: The Game]
I woke up for school in 2001
And watched the Twin Towers fall in 2001
5 Years later, the war is done
My Brother never coming home
And my Mother lost her oldest son
Why should I go to the army when I don't know the outcome
And how my uncle selling X but never heard of Malcolm
Sometimes when my dad hit me, I feel like Emmett Till
So if the police don't beat me, then my Fathеr will
I can't concentrate hearing my Mom scrеam
So i told my Math Teacher going to university was a ("Dream")
I had visions of getting my masters
Then my world turned black
Like I was staring out of Ray Charles Glasses
It's kinda hard to imagine
Like Pastor Mace
Being a reverend when the whole world think he a fake
But no matter what it takes I'ma buy my mom a house
So if my father ever hit her again, she can kick him out

[Chorus: The Game]
Walking through my neighborhood
Letting the ink from my beard bleed
Because Luther Vandross had a ("Dream")
Richard Prier had a ("Dream")
Rosa Parks had a ("Dream")
So we reached out to Kanye and ("I brought you all my dreams 'cause I love you")
("I—love you"
"I—love you"
"I-I-I love you")
[Verse 2: The Game]
I had Dreams of making a R&B hit, Like Usher
When I see him on my MTV Screen
Got posters of him and LeBron James on my wall
'Cuz sometimes I had dreams about playing basketball
They say I'll never make it out the hood
But anything is possible, If Ciara and Bow Wow good
Hurdled life's obstacles, found my way through the maze
Went from making my Mom mad, to making straight A's
I used to dream about being a doctor
In my Elementary days, when I heard Magic Johnson had aids
Daydreamin' yesterday, dozin' off on the bleachers
I coulda sworn I saw Left Eye, talking to Aaliyah
So I walked over, and heard Left Eye say
It's a Hard Knock Life, then you pass away
They say drugs lead to death
But I just say no
Even if it was the last thing left

[Chorus: The Game]
Walking through my neighborhood
Letting the ink from my beard bleed
Because Luther Vandross had a ("Dream")
Richard Prier had a ("Dream")
Rosa Parks had a ("Dream")
So we reached out to Kanye and ("I brought you all my dreams 'cause I love you")
("I—love you"
"I—love you"
"I-I-I love you")
[Verse 3: The Game]
The dream of Marcus Garvy, that's what I'm living through
The dream of Dr. King, that's what I'm giving you
Who worked in the White House
In a business suit
Condoleezza Rice doing things most men would do
On my IPod, I'm listening to Gin and Juice
But I drink water, cuz it got the most minerals
And I hope I'm not affending Snoop
Because Beef is stupid
Like the things The Game and 50 Cent would do
Where I come from, I done lost a friend or two
Who would kill a little kid over a Jordan Tennis Shoe
It's kinda crazy on the next block
I told my mom I can't get shot, if I'm at home playing Xbox
Nevermind Ma' cuz for that cost
You can just write a check and give it to the Red Cross
And I'm not tryna gain National Attention, Just write the letter
Hoping Bush will listen

[Chorus: The Game]
Walking through my neighborhood
Letting the ink from my beard bleed
Because Luther Vandross had a ("Dream")
Richard Prier had a ("Dream")
Rosa Parks had a ("Dream")
So we reached out to Kanye and ("I brought you all my dreams 'cause I love you")
("I—love you"
"I—love you"
"I-I-I love you")
[Outro: The Game & Behind The Scenes]
Kids these days a little different, y'know
They're getting a little more ("Conscious") ("Older")
Yeah y'know, just a little more smarter ("Yeah, you know I'm loving it, right?")
Huh? ("Said you know we loving it.")
Yeah, makes you feel like a kid, son
It's a little kid in everybody
"And I brought you all my dreams"