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conversations.value: Write me a song called All Dreams Real (Solo) with the following description: This is an early version of “All Dreams Real”, the unreleased Yandhi scrap infamous for its direct reference to Kanye West’s ongoing feud with Drake. It leaked online on October 12, 2019.
  Compared to the updated version with Ant Clemons, this rougher version of the track features a small amount of extra vocals towards the start, with the rest of the track mostly being open space. As is typical with many demos, Kanye can be heard mumbling in some places as he attempts to lay down a rough idea for the track. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Chorus]
  It's real, all dreams real
  [Verse]
  My boy text me, he told me "Dream big"
  Like the things that we had accomplished used to seem big
  Had the phone to seem big
  Look at what the team did
  [Chorus]
  All dreams real
  All dreams real (
  Real
  )
  All dreams real, real
  [Verse 1: Kanye West]
  Spirit of Coltrane
  And the old slang
  You know the old sayin'
  Hoes saying, [?] sayin', like a [?] sayin
  I like [?] out like I was [?]
  Niggas crowded around my house like I was Houssein
  They just dragged me out my house like I was insane
  They just locked me up in some [?] man I was in pain
  I've been sufferin' with no sleep, nigga, I been drained
  Got something they been sayin on your membrane
  Pour some, I gotta get down til we in things
  [?] Always getting in things
  Pour some, I had it now I'm [?]
  [?]
  [?] just to get the rent paid
  And that's the only [?] where we been, hey
  [?]
  And I say [Chorus]
  All dreams real (
  Real
  )
  (Accept no limitations, baby)
  All dreams real (
  Real
  )
  [Verse 2: Kanye West]
  Yeah, 'Ye cold
  But that Trump hat forced me to feel like I like J. Cole, damn
  My own city turned they back on me
  They thought I told Push about Drake's son, goddamn
  Like I ain't want them to run, goddamn
  I guess they fall and they dumb, goddamn
  I don't care about his son, goddamn
  I just rap about me, goddamn
  Niggas can't resist publicity for free, goddamn
  Always wantin' somethin' like it isn't me, goddamn
  Everytime, I rap it, this ain't charity, goddamn
  Energy that never die, energy that stay alive
  Energy, the synastry I'm finna see a synesthesia
  I could see ya, color feel ya
  Bona feature, extra features
  I'm allegiant, all the deats, all the features
  And the teachers and the preachers
  They could reach us on the feature
  All the leaches, all my features
  I was just in the bleachers
  Jump the bleachers, I'm a thesis
  That's my thesis, Holy Jesus
  Um [Chorus]
  All dreams real (
  Real
  )
  All dreams real, real, real
  [Outro]
  "Gotta let 'Ye be 'Ye"
  Let me? Sh-, shit, nigga