Supastition - Perfect World ft. Dominique Lyrics
Intro:So with us, we must be beneficial to those who have befriended us.Or those whom we have allowed to befriend. If they are making a mistake,it is our duty to tell them that you are going wrong here. And if we don’t tell them... we are going to be making an even bigger mistake.We are going to be responsible.Chorus (by Dominique):If I could change anything in life I would try to make things right No drama, no war, no fights.I would make it a perfect world.Verse one:My life’s been a series of tough lessonsmistakes, misfortunes, victories, successescouple of masterpieces, couple of rough sketcheseye opening moments that altered my perspectivecause when the music ends, I discovered what a true friend isit’s not your fans, record label, or your crew membersit’s the friends with no agendas or minor plotswho still keep in contact whether you rhyme or notwhether you’re signed or not, whether your last album kindly flopped or it’s still on Billboard climbing spotsyes indeed it hurts when you see people in spurtshomies disappear then reappear when you need a verse. when my daughter was hospitalized for a monthdo you think a member of my old crew called once?but when they heard I was returning with some new music they sent so many messages. I’m through with you losers that’s the way a brothers treated by his own fam?I’m through with trying to work it out, I’m through with phone rantsI’m reprogrammed, a different KamI applaud you as a rapper but ***** you as a grown man. your records out, they wanna reconcile and do toursI got a family, what the hell I need a crew for?to me it doesn’t hold much significancemaybe we can just discuss our differences... in a perfect worldChorus:If I could change anything in life I would try to make things right No drama, no war, no fights.I would make it a perfect world.Verse two:There’s a lot of things I gotta accept to be in this business weighing pros and cons like a soldier re-enlistingwhile I was gone, so called friends treated me different maybe for me to see it I truly needed the distanceI left the game fed up. I couldn’t tell you the whereabouts of names that I shouted out on Chain Lettersthat small scale fam was more than I had bargained for seeing industry friends walk through revolving doors seeing some producers that you helped build a buzztreat you like a peasant the second they start feeling loved I guess it’s just a reminder to me how real it wasfame will make a humble man feel godlywhen I was on the rise, they was with me, beside mebut stopped speaking when they reached the 50’s and Kweli’sI’m still standing even when they abandoned the lesser knownbut personally I just felt like a stepping stoneand they won’t give a damn about it ‘til the wealth is gone I humble myself and tell ‘em “thanks for helping, homes” ‘cause regardless I’m an artist with a platformwhen former friends see success I still clap for ‘emI speak freely with no fear of being blackballed‘cause if it ain’t God then whose permission do I ask for? the truth hurts when the words are thoroughyou take offense? we can make amends... maybe in a perfect worldChorus: (Repeat)
