This track goes out to any one who has a dream mr criminal had a dream
But it seems like no matter what something would always get in the way
You really want something in life you work hard to get it you know no matter
What any one would say, you overcome you're obstacles blood sweat tears... Look at me now,
It was all a dream I used to read lowrider magazines
Lighter shade and cypress hill up on the tv screen hanging posters on
My wall I never used to rap til I got trapped in isolation juvenile hall
Right their up in my cell I felt this gift that was givin' determined to make away
From nothing and keep myself out of prison so that's what I did I started writing
Down my feelings on paper about the way that I lived growing up in the varrio
The things that I seen all the gangsters, killers, prostitutes, dope dealers and fiends
All the robberies in progress 2 11's and 187's homies passing away taking trips up
To heaven so dear lord if you hear me please bless me tonight I know I'm brown but don't
Let the cops arrest me tonight recorded down on karaoke machines no education no degree
But still I follow my dreams
Look at me now and I know the haters hate it oh shit criminal
Made it and they just can't fake me... Look at me now life's head is up
And down smiles and frowns but still I represent for the brown
Now I roll low but I seem to get through if they only knew all the shit
I've been through look at me now coming up and as hard as it seems
All I did was stay dedicated and follow my dreams
2001 I was out free cases dismissed no provation no parole I serve my death to the priest
Now the only thing that's on my mind was stacking my green keep riding dropping flows and
I'll be coming up quick so trip the homie chava started coming around bumping the brown pollo
Come from odm from the brown and he told told me one of the tracks about some vato he knew
He used to party all around and take a dust with him too so I figured shit that's my oportunity thier
Next time you hear he's coming around just hit me up and I'm their you gotta open up the door on oportunity night straight to deal with hi power started my rhymes from the top in the studio writing
Lyrics dropping tracks round the clock ten months later my shit was shots bumping on blocks
Another word my dreams started to come true and my lyrics were few for all the things I've been
Through.
Look at me now and I know the haters hate it oh shit criminal
Made it and they just can't fake me... Look at me now life's head is up
And down smiles and frowns but still I represent for the brown
Now I roll low but I seem to get through if they only knew all the shit
I've been through look at me now coming up and as hard as it seems
All I did was stay dedicated and follow my dreams
Now all my hi-power soldiers doing shows 'round the globe collecting change and making money off the lyrics I wrote stories I told drama that I had to unfold now satisfy with my piece so I started making my own shit my attitude I want it all or it's nothing get clapped bass leased never precaution
Because I'm coming up in anyway that I can doinging shows in cali denver and in parts of japan on stage with the crowd going crazy people screaming got away from the hands side 2 side and I mean it when I say it one day I'm gonna take it to the top and when it gets all eyes on me is for my destiny to try as long as mr criminal's on it he can never be on fire I keep m stilo on point fuck the remedy you got I'm just trying to be succesful let these lyrics be heard represent it for my raza homie watch it observe
Look at me now and I know the haters hate it oh shit criminal
Made it and they just can't fake me... Look at me now life's head is up
And down smiles and frowns but still I represent for the brown
Now I roll low but I seem to get through if they only knew all the shit
I've been through look at me now coming up and as hard as it seems
All I did was stay dedicated and follow my dreams
