Dreaming of the Crash - Hans Zimmer

Paint the night sky While the morning waits With a field of stars To keep the dark at bay Take your spotlight Underneath the moon Sometimes a miracle Is all that can carry you Oh, what are you dreamin' of? Is it the kind of love That'll be there when the world is at its worst? That'll cover you in kisses unrehearsed? When you're losing ground still tell you that you're worth All you're dreamin' of Shut the pain birds Come and rest their wings Upon your windowsill Without a song to sing Close your eyes and Disappear inside All that is beautiful Was following behind Oh, what are you dreamin' of? Is it the kind of love That'll be there when the world is at its worst? That'll cover you in kisses unrehearsed? When you're losing ground still tell you that you're worth All you're dreamin' of (all you're dreaming of) All you're dreamin' of (all you're dreaming of) All you're dreamin' of (all you're dreaming of) Oh, what are you dreamin' of? Is it the kind of love That'll be there when the world is at its worst? That'll cover you in kisses unrehearsed? When you're losing ground still tell you that you're worth All you're dreamin' of

Not done fighting, I don't feel I've lost Am I dreamin', is there more like us? Got me feeling like it's all too much I feel beaten, but I can't give up I'm still fighting (Metro), I don't feel I've lost Am I dreamin', is there more like us? Got me feelin' like it's all too much I feel beaten, but I can't give up Uh (no way), wakin' up, feelin' like the thankful one Count up my ones, lacin' up my favorite ones One of a kind, one of one, the only one Got one shot and one chance to take it once Kiss my mama on the forehead, 'fore I get the code red 'Cause I was born, bred to go in, toast red And swing by four-ten, beef patty, cornbread In the concrete jungle, where my home is All get focused, all range of toast is For nickname, it's the king that do the mostest I was livin' down bad in my folk's crib Now I'm laughin' to the bank and the joke is They want things them folks did or folks get We've been gettin' this fly since some poor kids My rich friends and my broke friends co-exist They love to mix 'em, we know what it is Not done fightin' (no way), I don't fear I've lost Am I dreamin', is there more like us? Got me feeling (no way), like it's all too much I feel beaten, but I can't give up I'm still fighting (no way), I don't fear I've lost Am I dreamin', is there more like us? Got me feelin' (no way), like it's all too much I feel beaten (no way), but I can't give up I can't find it in myself to just walk away I can't find it in myself to lose everything Feel everyone's against me, don't want me to be great Things might look bad, not afraid to look death in the face I'm good now, now, now (no way), who's really bad? I choose me now, now, now, what's wrong with that? Wish you could see me (no way) Now, now, hmm, who had my back, baby? You don't know no love, always will win Not done fightin' (no way) (fightin'), I don't fear I've lost (fear I) Am I dreamin' (dreamin'), is there more like us? (More like) Got me feeling (no way) (feelin'), like it's all too much I feel beaten (beaten), but I can't give up (can't give) I'm still fighting (no way), I don't fear I've lost Am I dreamin', is there more like us? Got me feelin' (no way), like it's all too much I feel beaten (no way), but I can't give up Can't give up Can't give, can't give up Can't give, can't give up Can't give, can't give up Can't give up

Yea yea pussy nigga pussy nigga My chopper do the calisthenic My chopper calisthenic let that nigga stretch stretch out Rarri Rarri Rarri Rarri Skrtttt My chopper calisthenic start that pussy nigga stretch out Hahahahaha BRIA! (In the kitchen and its taysty) My chopper calisthenic let that nigga let em stretch out Don't need no paramedics hope that pussy nigga bled out My pieces hot and ready get too close and you'll get set out I think my choppa pregnant water break watch it head out And I'm from southside 223 where we cut off fingers All my bitches and my niggas and they still gang banging Slide that A-KKK and I'll watch it hang ya Hit cha Aye Bay Bay Bay clap it up like a sanger Balenciaga runners I'm still running up a checc Heard that nigga dissing sets so I hit em in the necc I got niggas from the set, and they do it for respect I got bitches trynna call me but they do it from collect SHIT BITCH Got me feeling like I'm Shecc I'm rich bitch, how much can a nigga get Heard them bitches trynna train me cause I be in baguettes Heard them diamonds on me rainy they slippery when wet I heard she wanna have my baby cause a nigga necc And all my money dirty but it got me looking fresh I need to wash a ten, one on one I need to flex And I am not economy lil baby i'm on a jet My chopper calisthenic let that nigga let em stretch out Don't need no paramedics hope that pussy nigga bled out My pieces hot and ready get too close and you'll get set out I think my choppa pregnant water break watch it head out And I'm from southside 223 where we cut off fingers All my bitches and my niggas and they still gang banging Slide that A-KKK and I'll watch it hang ya Hit cha Aye Bay Bay Bay clap it up like a sanger Imma legend where I'm from got the sticcs and the drums Make it rum pum pum pum tell that nigga its done Hit his boy with the pump like he ready to dump Got the dicc triple X tell God he was slumped Aint no speakers in the trunk but I still get it crunk Two two three's hit his toupee he thought he was Trump Skate off like I'm Lupee, Fiasco the gun Leave em sleep like he Snoopy on top of the roof My chopper calisthenic let that nigga let em stretch out Don't need no paramedics hope that pussy nigga bled out My pieces hot and ready get too close and you'll get set out I think my choppa pregnant water break watch it head out And I'm from southside 223 where we cut off fingers All my bitches and my niggas and they still gang banging Slide that A-KKK and I'll watch it hang ya Hit cha Aye Bay Bay Bay clap it up like a sanger

All my life, I've been in love with you Now you are here, I can't believe it's true I must be dreaming When you say that you're in love with me In my dreams, I've kissed your lips of wine Now all at once, I find you're really mine I must be dreaming When you say that you're in love with me The way that I feel Is so heavenly, too good to be real When you're next to me, I'm so afraid That I'm fast asleep, so don't wake me up Let me dream if I'm dreaming Oh my love, each time I hold your hand Everything is just the way I planned I must be dreaming When you say that you're in love with me I must be dreaming When you say that you're in love with me

There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many poor boys And God, I know I'm one My mother was a tailor She sewed my new blue jeans My father was a gamblin' man Down in New Orleans Now the only thing a gambler needs Is a suitcase and trunk And the only time he's satisfied Is when he's on a drunk Oh, mother, tell your children Not to do what I have done Spend your lives in sin and misery In the house of the rising sun Well, I got one foot on the platform The other foot on the train I'm goin' back to New Orleans To wear that ball and chain Well, there is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many a poor boys And God, I know I'm one

Te vi, me viste, al principio fue una broma Luego la verdad se asoma Intercambiamos sonrisas Pasó algún tiempo, poco menos de una hora Y por debajo de la mesa Tu tacón tocó mi bota Fue más sencillo que hacer la tabla del uno y a la hora del desayuno Ya sabía que te amaba A las semanas de iniciar con la aventura Se nos hizo miel la luna y un concierto pa Tijuana Era prohibido, era imposible, pero hicimos lo que se nos dio la gana Después de eso nos veíamos casi a diario Nuestro amigo el calendario Nos dio 400 citas De tanto amarnos nos volvimos dos extraños No sé quién toma hoy tu mano Ni tú, dónde estoy ahorita Fue más sencillo que hacer la tabla del uno y a la hora del desayuno Ya sabía que te amaba A las semanas de iniciar con la aventura Se nos hizo miel la luna y un concierto pa Tijuana Era prohibido, era imposible, pero hicimos lo que se nos dio la gana, yeh-hey Pasando el tiempo, analizando la ruptura, la versión que tiene el lobo No es la de Caperucita De tanto amarnos, nos volvimos dos extraños No sé quién toma hoy tu mano, ni tú, dónde estoy ahorita Seguramente pa la otra que nos veamos repitamos Lo de la primera cita, yeah, eh-eh-eh-eh Uh, mmh-mmh-mmh, mmh

Miras con tanta dulzura, hermosa criatura Tú mi bello ángel que cayó del cielo Soy un simple pobre diablo que corrió con suerte Que logró obtenerte por obra divina Pues en cada esquina te busqué Solo tú eres la persona La que me ilusiona, la que me emociona Por ti pierdo el rumbo y en cada segundo Me voy de este mundo con sentirte a ti Entre el cielo y el infierno Solo hay un espacio, solo hay un abismo Es que yo pierdo el ritmo cuando me abandonas Y me quedo solo, solo sin ti Viniste a reconformarme, a rehabilitarme Tú mi bello ángel, yo estaba perdido Siento que después de ti yo soy otra persona Ya no me conozco, ¿qué paso conmigo? Por eso te digo que tú Solo tú eres la persona La que me ilusiona, la que me emociona Por ti pierdo el rumbo y en cada segundo Me voy de este mundo con sentirte a ti Entre el cielo y el infierno Solo hay un espacio, solo hay un abismo Es que yo pierdo el ritmo cuando me abandonas Y me quedo solo, solo sin ti Solo tú eres la persona La que me ilusiona, la que me emociona Por ti pierdo el rumbo y en cada segundo Me voy de este mundo con sentirte a ti Entre el cielo y el infierno Solo hay un espacio, solo hay un abismo Es que yo pierdo el ritmo cuando me abandonas Y me quedo solo, solo sin ti

Compa ¿Qué le parece esa morra? La que anda bailando sola Me gusta pa' mí Bella Ella sabe que está buena Que todos andan mirándola cómo baila Me acerco Y le tiro todo un verbo Tomamos tragos sin peros solo tentación Le dije "Voy a conquistar tu familia" Que en unos días, vas a ser mía Me dijo Que estoy muy loco, pero le gusta Que ningún vato como yo actúa Ahí te va mija Y pura doble P viejo Así no más compa Pedro puro Eslabón Armado A las plebitas (cha-chau) No soy Un vato que tiene varo Pero hablando del corazón Te cumplo todo Me agarro Pegadito de su mano Mi compa ni se la creyó Que al pasar fui yo Su cuerpo Juro por Dios, que era tan perfecta Su cintura como modelo Sus ojos Desde el principio me enamoraron A ella le gusto Y a mí me gusta