Joey the Dreamer - Rebirth
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First things first
Let me give an intro to the dreamer
He never sleep, but he think that he been cursed
So he fights, everyday with a mean verse
On a run, he escapes til his knees hurt
Poverty can convert to a mean person
He would rather leave Earth than to be served
So he always go hard when the beat burst
From the speakers, see the scars on his sneakers?
Hе would dance for a chance just to leavе work
He would stand on his hands like a lemur
He had plans to advance with a clean shirt
But life said, "nigga, that ain't how things work"
Heart broke in the past, could it be worse?
17, he was out in the streets burnt
18, family in the mean turfs
He was silent, his wounds grew deeper
Started writing his pain in a notebook
All bars, straight facts nigga no hook
Freestyles in the car with his bro's, look
Could've froze on the road, cuz the cold took
All the heat in his hands, it was no good around him
Stood no chance, so his soul cooked
Up a plan to escape from the dark nights
And the days that he prayed he'd be alright
What you know about seeing niggas seize up?
Pedophiles in the stall, don't freeze up
Gotta sleep with a knife on the concrete
Cuz a motherfucker might try to get tee'd up
What you know about begging to strangers?
When they spit in your face, outta anguish
Niggas never knew all the pain in my life
So I highlight, now you niggas in danger
Yeah
I'm a, mother fucking legend bitch
Wrestled with my inner demons
Had me on depressive shit
Back on fire, it's my element
An asexual celibate freak, hetero leaning though
Federal threat to the quo status
I am so balanced, I can stall in the air on my wrist
Haters can learn how to take an airchair on my dick
Bitch you ain't telling me shit
I was killing my spelling bee's
All while conjuring these melodies from the abyss
Marcus told me, I'm the one
Chiodo told me, I'm the one
Daniel told me my potential for instrumentals
Was beyond the whole scope of the sun
Tongue is a rifle, I don't got no time for these idols
You hold in the flaps of your gums
Granny saw the city of Chicago turn from city to swamp
Grandpa lost his momma, found himself killing and drilling in 'Nam
Uncle was gangbangin
Auntie was B-girl-ing like them folks in the Bronx
Poppa was crack slanging
Momma was modeling GAP on the track to a star
Bitch, this one's for my cities though
An Orwellian Roselle-ian emerging from outta the burbs
Mixed with a (vill)ain from Naper, they give me the paper
Just for being saxy, absurd
East side til I die, back in the field, that's where my Pops from
West side when ride through in Chicago, that's my Mom home
I've been ducking police shootings, I've been studying Lee's movies
That's a nod here to Bruce, in my youth I was Batman
Uncle Jimmy was Robin, y'all do not have a clue
I was walking the hallways, my portfolio all stained
By the paint on my shoe
I was studying Em's verse, using music to give birth
To my passion for truth
I was breakin' to rock beats
I would see people copy, all the things I would do
I was reading my manga and philosophy mantras
I would come to pursue
Had nobody to chill with, I was sharpening skillsets
I would use to refute
The idea that you can't win, if you deal with yo hand and
Then you choose to be YOU!
Let me give an intro to the dreamer
He never sleep, but he think that he been cursed
So he fights, everyday with a mean verse
On a run, he escapes til his knees hurt
Poverty can convert to a mean person
He would rather leave Earth than to be served
So he always go hard when the beat burst
From the speakers, see the scars on his sneakers?
Hе would dance for a chance just to leavе work
He would stand on his hands like a lemur
He had plans to advance with a clean shirt
But life said, "nigga, that ain't how things work"
Heart broke in the past, could it be worse?
17, he was out in the streets burnt
18, family in the mean turfs
He was silent, his wounds grew deeper
Started writing his pain in a notebook
All bars, straight facts nigga no hook
Freestyles in the car with his bro's, look
Could've froze on the road, cuz the cold took
All the heat in his hands, it was no good around him
Stood no chance, so his soul cooked
Up a plan to escape from the dark nights
And the days that he prayed he'd be alright
What you know about seeing niggas seize up?
Pedophiles in the stall, don't freeze up
Gotta sleep with a knife on the concrete
Cuz a motherfucker might try to get tee'd up
What you know about begging to strangers?
When they spit in your face, outta anguish
Niggas never knew all the pain in my life
So I highlight, now you niggas in danger
Yeah
I'm a, mother fucking legend bitch
Wrestled with my inner demons
Had me on depressive shit
Back on fire, it's my element
An asexual celibate freak, hetero leaning though
Federal threat to the quo status
I am so balanced, I can stall in the air on my wrist
Haters can learn how to take an airchair on my dick
Bitch you ain't telling me shit
I was killing my spelling bee's
All while conjuring these melodies from the abyss
Marcus told me, I'm the one
Chiodo told me, I'm the one
Daniel told me my potential for instrumentals
Was beyond the whole scope of the sun
Tongue is a rifle, I don't got no time for these idols
You hold in the flaps of your gums
Granny saw the city of Chicago turn from city to swamp
Grandpa lost his momma, found himself killing and drilling in 'Nam
Uncle was gangbangin
Auntie was B-girl-ing like them folks in the Bronx
Poppa was crack slanging
Momma was modeling GAP on the track to a star
Bitch, this one's for my cities though
An Orwellian Roselle-ian emerging from outta the burbs
Mixed with a (vill)ain from Naper, they give me the paper
Just for being saxy, absurd
East side til I die, back in the field, that's where my Pops from
West side when ride through in Chicago, that's my Mom home
I've been ducking police shootings, I've been studying Lee's movies
That's a nod here to Bruce, in my youth I was Batman
Uncle Jimmy was Robin, y'all do not have a clue
I was walking the hallways, my portfolio all stained
By the paint on my shoe
I was studying Em's verse, using music to give birth
To my passion for truth
I was breakin' to rock beats
I would see people copy, all the things I would do
I was reading my manga and philosophy mantras
I would come to pursue
Had nobody to chill with, I was sharpening skillsets
I would use to refute
The idea that you can't win, if you deal with yo hand and
Then you choose to be YOU!
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Song Description:
edit soundcloud"Joey the Dreamer - Rebirth" is a powerful and introspective song that delves into the life and struggles of the protagonist, Joey. The lyrics paint a vivid picture of Joey's journey, from his battles with poverty and personal demons to his determination to break free from the darkness that surrounds him.
The song begins by introducing Joey as a dreamer who never sleeps, constantly fighting with his inner turmoil through his music. Despite facing hardships and challenges, Joey channels his pain and experiences into his art, using his lyrics as a form of catharsis and self-expression.
As the song progresses, Joey's resilience and tenacity shine through as he reflects on his past and the obstacles he has overcome. The raw emotion in his voice and the honesty in his lyrics make it clear that Joey is a survivor, determined to rise above his circumstances and make a name for himself in the music industry.
With references to his family, his upbringing, and his influences, Joey paints a complex and multi-dimensional picture of himself as an artist and as a person. The song is a testament to the power of music as a tool for healing, self-discovery, and empowerment.
Overall, "Joey the Dreamer - Rebirth" is a heartfelt and poignant track that showcases the resilience and artistry of its protagonist. Joey's story is one of triumph over adversity, and his music serves as a beacon of hope and inspiration for anyone struggling to find their place in the world.
The song begins by introducing Joey as a dreamer who never sleeps, constantly fighting with his inner turmoil through his music. Despite facing hardships and challenges, Joey channels his pain and experiences into his art, using his lyrics as a form of catharsis and self-expression.
As the song progresses, Joey's resilience and tenacity shine through as he reflects on his past and the obstacles he has overcome. The raw emotion in his voice and the honesty in his lyrics make it clear that Joey is a survivor, determined to rise above his circumstances and make a name for himself in the music industry.
With references to his family, his upbringing, and his influences, Joey paints a complex and multi-dimensional picture of himself as an artist and as a person. The song is a testament to the power of music as a tool for healing, self-discovery, and empowerment.
Overall, "Joey the Dreamer - Rebirth" is a heartfelt and poignant track that showcases the resilience and artistry of its protagonist. Joey's story is one of triumph over adversity, and his music serves as a beacon of hope and inspiration for anyone struggling to find their place in the world.
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Joey the Dreamer - Rebirth
First things first Let me give an intro to the dreamer He never sleep, but he think that he been cursed So he fights, everyday with a mean verse On a run, he escapes til his knees
Joey the Dreamer - Mom
A sick tantrum of the darker arts We know nothing but to fall apart I wish you and me could see eye to eye But we're neck and neck And i just wish we didn't have to
Joey the Dreamer - Sub-Zero
2020 turn a dreamer to a nightmare The silence of my white peers a reminder Every show was shut down from a virus I was working from the morning to the night shift Uh
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Joey the Dreamer is an artist of many influences, but those influences can be summed up with 4 words. Rock, Rap, Anime, and Jazz. Born September 24, 1996; The saxophonist turned songwriter lived out his early childhood in Springfield, IL where the seeds of his musical talents were planted. Following the separation of his parents, he lived out the majority of his adolescent days with his grandparents, mother, 2 younger brothers, and older half sister in the Chicago suburb of Roselle, IL where he picked up the saxophone. Music quickly became his primary outlet to escape from the social turmoil he faced both in the classroom and at home as he came face to face with the tribulations of adjusting to a new environment where the majority of his peers lacked familial, cultural or economic similarities.Heavily influenced by popular music artists of the early 2000’s in most genres, he gravitated towards songwriters with a message of perseverance, yet articulated pain as a source of inspiration. In 2014 on his birthday, a familial dispute led to him, his mother, and 2 younger brothers to be homeless, seeking the help of strangers to get by, for nearly 1 whole year. It was during this time he came to question his world view and society as a whole.
In time, his situation was remedied, but the lessons of survival remained. Those hardships, failures, and successes yet to come, all have shaped him into the provocative writer, musician, artist, and philosopher that he is today. This is Joey the Dreame