[Intro: St. Domonick]
I smell smoke
Hey, yeah, hey, yeah
Ayy, hey
Vuelo, vuelo
[Chorus: St. Domonick]
I had a dream
It was May 29th
I was sit-in' in a cell
Devil playin' with my life
Now tensions gettin' high
I can feel it in the night
If I'm wrong, if I'm right
I won't go without a fight
I had a dream
It was May 29th
I was sit-in' in a cell
Devil playin' with my life
Now tensions gettin' high
I can feel it in the night
If I'm wrong, if I'm right
We won't go without a fight
[Verse 1: St. Domonick]
Well, I was born in the belly of the bottom of the map
Moved up to the city of dreams
Brand new ring on my pinky GAP
Greenwood Archer and Pine, where I spend my time on the nitty north side of the tracks
Or maybe downtown where I shine so bright that they callin' me Diamond Jack
I'm the JB Stratford of shinin', I can be way more than that with some time in Greenwood nigga
We paid our dues
We built ours after we created y'all's
I'll be damned if I ever be a slave to y'all
I feel like Wayman, I came to ball
Walk with pride no shame at all
Pinky blingin', chains and all
We winnin' now and it's strange to y'all
But no matter how many wins you get they still won't let you
Take a sip from one of their fountains
Take a shit in one of their restrooms
So I march my ass to 319 South Main Street, The Drexel
Ever since I walked through those two doors that day it's been regretful
That's the same spot that I met you
And it was there that we formed a bond, forbidden based on complexion
But you would top me off on the top floor, everyday apart of my schedule
Now I wish that I'd never let you
'Cause you flipped the script like a bitch and now my life twisted just like a pretzel
Thought that it was love, though that I was special
I can feel the blood boiling through my vessels
Label me a thug, say I tried to rape, throw me in a cage, now I gotta case
Diamond Dick Rowland on the front page
Say he tried to kill lil' Sarah Page
Don't believe the hype they put your face
Ain't about me, this about race
This about rage, this about hate
Niggas wanna take control of our space
But we ain't goin' this our place
All my niggas soldiers like about face
Black Wall Street, we ain't tryna hear it
We ain't ever tryna let you crackas near us
Even if we dying' we ain't never fearin'
Motherfuckas never killin' our spirit
Town, town, town
[Chorus: St. Domonick]
I had a dream
It was May 29th
I was sit-in' in a cell
Devil playin' with my life
Now tensions gettin' high
I can feel it in the night
If I'm wrong, if I'm right
I won't go without a fight
I had a dream
It was May 29th
I was sit-in' in a cell
Devil playin' with my life
Now tensions gettin' high
I can feel it in the night
If I'm wrong, if I'm right
We won't go without a fight
I had a dream
It was May 29th
I was chillin' back with Sarah
Everything was still alright
Then they burned my city down
And they did it outta spite
We ain't go without a fight
We ain't go without a fight
[Outro]
Is it 'cause I get dough, is that the reason why you mad at me?
Is it 'cause I get more than you, is that the reason why you mad at me yeah?
Hate the way my soul glow more than Afro sheen, is that why you mad at me?
Is it 'cause I get more than you, is that the reason why you mad at me yeah?
Hate the way my soul glow more than Afro sheen, is that why you mad at me?