[light smooth music] - PBS NC, I go by the name Reuben Vincent and welcome to my "Shaped by Sound" episode.

Like Biggie said, "It was all a dream".

It used to be a dream laying in my bed, looking at the posters on my wall, staring at the ceiling.

Like one day, can we turn this dream into reality?

And now I'm here to share that with y'all, share my story, share my journey.

♪ Looks just like a ♪ ♪ Looks just like a dream ♪ ♪ Look in my eyes and just see what I see ♪ ♪ Look in my eyes and see what I see, yeah, yeah ♪ ♪ Looks just like a dream ♪ ♪ Huh, yeah, yeah ♪ ♪ Huh, I say, look in my eyes and just see what I see ♪ ♪ Okay, look in my eyes, feel what I feel ♪ ♪ In the village, dreams occur, paths differ ♪ ♪ And long as brothers gettin' they bag, I ain't mad at yer ♪ ♪ CP3, in the past, remain the same, though ♪ ♪ Teams be switchin' the mission, it still remains ♪ ♪ Family in the kitchen, my wrist has been on a mission ♪ ♪ You know a brother hungry, he hungry to get a milli' ♪ ♪ It's deeper than the money ♪ ♪ The money, though, that can change it ♪ ♪ Listen, we was scrapin' for pennies the harder ways ♪ ♪ I was sensin' the signs ♪ ♪ Observin' the leeches, yeah, protectin' my tribe ♪ ♪ I talked to my preacher, man, he told me to strive ♪ ♪ Just hustle and re-up, yeah ♪ ♪ Let the soul drive you like it's a Kia ♪ ♪ Could you imagine ♪ ♪ I'm California, palm trees rollin' ♪ ♪ Country brother, back roads all he knowin' ♪ ♪ Can I be the one to take it far ♪ ♪ Three times the charm, from the four, this was all a dream ♪ ♪ Just like a dream ♪ ♪ I say, look in my eyes to just see what I see, okay ♪ ♪ Look in my eyes and just see what I see.

Yeah, yeah ♪ ♪ Uh, yeah.

Huh, yeah huh ♪ ♪ I say, look in my eyes just to see what I see, okay ♪ ♪ Look in my eyes to just see what I see.

Uh uh ♪ ♪ The grass is greener where you water it ♪ ♪ You plant your seeds, you eventually see a garden, just ♪ ♪ Just bloom, what's that sound in the room ♪ ♪ A gunshot at the ceiling made the whole club swoon ♪ ♪ The hood need a feelin', the streets need a milli' ♪ ♪ The babies need the fathers, babies havin' the children ♪ ♪ The teachers ain't taught us nothin' ♪ ♪ Adds up in the physics ♪ ♪ Preachers teachin' us peace, we ride around and conceal it ♪ ♪ Well, I live for the rights ♪ ♪ For love, the fuss, the fight, the love all night ♪ ♪ Touch the mic and touch your soul ♪ ♪ Hold you close, dance real slow ♪ ♪ Heat you up when hands is cold ♪ ♪ Live for highs and rise through lows, that's all I know ♪ ♪ I knew I'd be rich, they call me broke ♪ ♪ They all be out of pocket ♪ ♪ They talkin', stop the gossip ♪ ♪ Message, read about it ♪ ♪ Uh, brother, you got it ♪ ♪ Meanwhile, I'm getting profit ♪ ♪ But, brother, I am a prophet, a dream ♪ ♪ Looks just like a, looks just like a dream ♪ ♪ I say, look in my eyes to see what I see, okay ♪ ♪ Look in my eyes to see what I see.

Yeah, yeah, huh ♪ ♪ Yeah, huh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪ ♪ I say, look in my eyes to see what I see, okay ♪ ♪ Look in my eyes to see what I see, yeah, yeah ♪ ♪ Do your dance, do your dance, do your dance ♪ ♪ I say, look in my eyes, you can see what I see, okay ♪ ♪ Look in my eyes, just to can see what I see, yeah, yeah ♪ ♪ Do your dance, do your dance, do your dance ♪ ♪ I say, Look in my eyes, just to see what I see, okay ♪ ♪ Look in my eyes just to see what I see.

Yeah, yeah, huh ♪ ♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪ ♪ I say, look in my eyes to see what I see, okay ♪ ♪ Look at my eyes to see what I see, yeah, yeah ♪