Intro its not its not me exactly who touches people its what i represent the possibility that dreams from long ago may still come true even if they look lost forever
Verse One:
I had a homie named Tony 16, 6"2' headed to the NBA straight from high school my nigga had his ball game on lock but at the same time he was in love with the block all the stuff that came wit it the drugs and the guns the gangs, the slang and all the funds he just got a letter of contempt from the Cavaliers sayin how they love him and they wish he was there he had it made like special ed about to get the bread but chose to do something dumb instead go to war with the crew on the other side of town and was more ready then Tony got laid down he aint even have a chane died before the ambulance even got to him so many went through him I hate to tell the story but thats how it is growin up in tha hood as a kid
Chorus:
When you got big dreams dont listen to what nobody say and dont let nobody turn you away When you got big dreams keep your eyes on the prize dont fall to the waste side When you got big dreams dont listen to what nobody say and dont let nobody turn you away When you got big dreams keep your eyes on the prize dont fall to the waste side reach for the sky
Verse Two:
I knew this girl named Gina that was a hell of a singer and everybody fell in love with her when they seen her babygirl was on the verge of signing a big deal eighteen, and life looked so surreal She was stuck wit a dude that was all bad news and all he ever did was give baby the blues but she was true to a nigga do for a nigga pop you and ya whole crew for a nigga One night he came picked her up told her lets ride thats the same night daddy watched her die they was tryna hit a lick but the lick hit back put a end to the deal and all of that she aint even have to be there he knew it wasn't right now he gotta deal with it for the rest of his life and the part i dont like he aint even get graze but homegirl Gina is layin in the grave
Chorus:
When you got big dreams dont listen to what nobody say and dont let nobody turn you away When you got big dreams keep your eyes on the prize dont fall to the waste side When you got big dreams dont listen to what nobody say and dont let nobody turn you away When you got big dreams keep your eyes on the prize dont fall to the waste side reach for the sky
Verse Three:
I got a few relatives given family drama always got they hands out when they see me and my momma One coulda been a doctor the other a chef but when he got his own kitchen he was cookin somethin else Now his life in the drain a triflin shame He all washed up wife took everything No car no mo' no house and everywhere he go he stole so they throwed him out I was growin up lookin up to be like them Now Im throwin up cash rollin up in the Benz I was stuck wit a dream I had since a shorty I be damned if i let another man support me now uncle Junebucks sick skinny as hell he got AIDS in his body from the needles he shared everytime he get his welfare checks he dont care You wanna see him go to the crack house he there
Chorus:
When you got big dreams dont listen to what nobody say and dont let nobody turn you away When you got big dreams keep your eyes on the prize dont fall to the waste side When you got big dreams dont listen to what nobody say and dont let nobody turn you away When you got big dreams keep your eyes on the prize dont fall to the waste side reach for the sky
When you got big dreams (repeat 4x) keep your eyes on the prize dont fall to the waste side reach for the sky