Tenesha The Wordsmith – I Dream So Loud lyrics

[Tenesha the Wordsmith]
I dream so loud
My dreams reverberate in my womb
My children are born
Rejecting statistics
Status quo
Stereotypes imposed
My dreams are echoed in the strident tone of their voices
When I grow up

[Daniel B Summerhill]
When I grow up
I wanna be a poet
Creating flesh from phrases
And breaking thresholds with metaphor gages you see
I'm no stranger to gunplay
In fact I've seen bodies shook and solemn even during funerals on Sunday
I've seen dreams deferred
As many times as I've seen kids wish upon them
Little boys in the hood are all scared of heights
So it's no wonder why many of them might not make it to heaven
So now I live with that chip on my shoulder
Now my dreams are eternal
Now my dreams look like Martin Luther King crip walking on cloud 9
Now
Not later but right now
More than ever I dream so loud

[Tenesha the Wordsmith]
My dreams are so loud
Reality is muted
To a silent film
Act 1
Wake up, rush to a job I hate
Act 2
Smile pretty
At enemies pretending to be friends
Act 3
After dinner drinks
Laugh with wide open mouths
Good times
Hard hearts
Improvisational living
Scene

[Daniel B Summerhill]
Out of the seven days of the week
I laugh six
Fill up pages five
By day four I'm trying to figure out what happened to Monday
On day three I remember it's on day six
Day two
I disappear
Only to return as vibrant
As the 4th of July
With the visions of my mind so booming
That even a deaf person has no choice
But to listen to my dreams

[Tenesha the Wordsmith]
I dream so loud my ancestors heard my call
Showed me where their footprints were
Whispered their names in my ear
Added bass to my dream's sound waves
I am walking at the speed of sound
Motivated by a light that shined over a hundred years ago
But just arrived here from a star that has already died
My dreams are new stars rising
Unidentified objects
Still being formed
Unfathomable reality
Perceived as fantasy

[Daniel B Summerhill]
I have been told that I talk in my sleep
That I don't count sheep
Instead
I count the number of stars who have ascended to the sky
This is no longer fallacy
This mind is now loaded
And I got a tongue full of clips
A heart full of ammunition
And a fist full of Malcolm X Little
I dream for four little girls whose crowns were blew up into shrapnel
For a fourteen year old boy who was lynched before he knew how to spell freedom
For [?], Jimmy Lee, and that teen in Tuskeegee
I dream for me

[Tenesha the Wordsmith]
I can't sleep
My dreams is loud as the neighbors music on a friday night
Coming through the walls
Vibrating up from the floor
Relentless
Each sheep counted a possibility
Leaping from where I am
To where I wanna be
My dreams turn me into a mental general

[Daniel B Summerhill]
I dream so loud I broke the sound barriers

[Tenesha the Wordsmith]
I dream so loud
I can't hear haters

[Daniel B Summerhill]
I dream so loud
Jay-Z uses my thoughts as his beats

[Tenesha the Wordsmith]
I dream so loud
I already heard the promises tomorrow made
And I ain't got no worries

[Daniel B Summerhill]
I dream so loud
Def-Jam owes me money

[Tenesha the Wordsmith]
I dream so loud
There is a storm coming
It's got my name

[Daniel B Summerhill]
I dream so loud
Two 15's roaring, Alpine blaring

[Tenesha the Wordsmith]
We are the manifestation
Of every dream dreamed before us

[Tenesha the Wordsmith and Daniel B Summerhill]
We dream loud
We dream loud
We dream loud
We dream loud