Thug Poets 1982 (Ft. Havoc & Roc Marciano)

[Scratch Hook]:
"I'm a poor man's dream, a thug poet" - Nas
"I have a dream" - Martin Luther King Jr
"I said" - Jay-Z
"I dream filthy" - Notorious B.I.G
"I'm a poor man's dream" - Nas
"It was all a dream" - Jay-Z
"I said" - Jay-Z
"I dream filthy" - Notorious B.I.G
"I'm a poor man's dream" - Nas
"I said" - Jay-Z
"A thug poet" - Nas
"Dream filthy" - Notorious B.I.G
"A poor man's dream" - Nas

[Verse 1: Termanology]
I had a dream, Martin Luther King
But in my dream we had coke and triple beams
My influences were older, there was some 100 soldiers
They probably on the wanted poster for a ton of coke
Shortys never wanna be sober they wanna be like soza
Keep a toaster for them folks that wanna come and take your gold
So my a little homie is a latin king, he clap his thing
Feel like if he end up in the bing he can adapt to things
So fuck it, he robbin everybody in the sunlight
He hold his gun tight, pullin a heist was a fun night
Put the crack up in the jar, test the Pablo Escobar
Said he gone flip it raw till he nothing less then large
Street legends, stay ducking police sentence
Hope the priest bless us from all these trees liquor and drugs
I'm the truth, Fobbilin out when the club closes
And the thugs Know it, showin love to these Thug Poets