Dreamers

[Verse 1: Typhoon]
People always talk about living the dream
But make sure when you wake up, that you still like what you see
Will you go back to sleep or will you be satisfied?
That's how it goes, the inner struggle, here's my piece of advice
Always live in the moment, 'cause we don't live twice
Don't be afraid to chase your dreams; are we men or are we mice?
But when your turn comes, you better be ready to play the dice
And when your time comes, you better be ready to pay the price
'Cause this life's really all about choices and changes
But to some, it's really all about Royces and Ranges
They'll show off their nice toys by the way they arrange them
But the most important events in history followed voices exchanging
So when you're tryna figure out why I get on this mic
You should do me a favor and listen to what I write
Make sure you're paying close attention to what I recite
That way you'll never forget me, just like riding a bike
They call it living life, you try to make a name
Daily grind, but that doesn't always lead to fame
So I keep my head down, until that day comes
When you finally hear me ringing in your ear drums
I see you stop and quit, but I'm hard at work
I'll date a chick, but my heart is always in my work
This year, watch how, living for the here and now
Is gonna get me where I'm going, see me take my last bow

[Hook x2: Typhoon]
I'm rapping for the driven, the thinkers, the dreamers
I'm in it for the high and the low self-esteemers
I'm rapping for the sober, the smokers, the drinkers
I'm in it for the silent, the talkers, the screamers

[Verse 2: Typhoon]
My preparation is something that's taken many years
That high tide cause now my flow is above my peers (piers)
Been on a quest called life since I first heard Tribe
I got that itch, no cure could the doctor prescribe
'Cause you know that I want this life
Chasing after my goals, only the fittest survive
I guess we all just tryna make it
We don't have much time, you get a chance, you gotta take it
Most of them dudes, you see them out there tryna fake it
I ain't tryna be rude, but name a record and I'll break it
But in the end it's not all in our hands
You want the fame, you want the fans, but life could have other plans

[Hook x2]

[Verse 3: Typhoon]
The progression of age is something you can never change
The path is more of a maze, and then the memories fade
So we're full of what if's about the lives that we made
And we keep pushing forward but the question remains
I always turn to music, out of love for the game
And if I ever gave it up, my life would not be the same
I wonder what they're thinking 'bout when they see my name
I sent my message to the masses: Look what I became
I'm just delivering a message, like a bottle on the shore
And when I finish my set, I drop the mic to the floor
'Cause our world has never seen so many problems before
Claiming we need more love, but we only make war
If someone believes something different from you, don't accost him
'Cause now more than ever these extremists are caustic
Like they're running a test, the way they push and they prod
They'll even yell to kill people who just question their god, “Die agnostics"
I hear it's just a sign of the times
And that I'll never change anyone's mind with these rhymes
But if the negativity still rises and climbs
How can anyone still remain blind to these crimes?

[Hook x2]