well oiled machine any team that we construct we'll blow your dreams up in flames names all evaporated when my powers activated have to make it fun Think that
horror Of a body count, after trashin' it, they done with it Victims inflicted with passionate punishment Specific offers of horrific torture That left crime scenes, that
up Still lookin' for a rich man, you dug a ditch Got your legs up, tryin' to get rich I love you like a sista but you need to switch And that's why they
to get money man? That shit been long gone, come on Have much to do with nigga since Nicolas Bond Poppin' and choppin' until the day that I'm gone Shyne poor 'cuz your dream
listen till they vision turn pitch Pawn you out of Vegas butt-naked in a ditch By now you can see that I'm global Slappin' MC's for the dreams that they
missed her Then she really started to unwind Well, that patrolman passed me like I was standin? still His siren started screamin? as he headed down the hill That
much that I don?t even drink from a fuckin glass Id rather find the first fountain I can and do it fast Didn?t understand a dream of a king now do the
go to the next step That's what I do, that's what I say, that's what I live That's what I prove, that's what I move, that's what I give Makin' other
million ways of death but not even one way to fade the stress Its certain that a person got somebody lookin workin to close the curtain Or maybe something out of some dream
time buddy that you couldn't wait to see We're getting old, it takes a toll And hearts getting broken leads to people growing cold Oh I, I'm flipping with a coin that
Come into my dreams along with me and dream Please don't forget, do forgive me I still have something you did give me Come into my dreams along with me and dream Oh dream
inside the gates of Eden At dawn my lover comes to me And tells me of her dreams With no attempts to shovel the glimpse Into the ditch of what each
yo, check that nigga 'cause we on that shit Get out your ride fool 'cause we on that shit Hid your stash box 'cause we on that shit Run that ice 'cause
from a tombstone... But Hey! Don't listen to me! this wasn't meant to be no sad song . We've heard too much of that before Right now I only want to
from the recording titled 'Here Comes Trouble' Part One: I Had A Dream This is it, it was like this... Thought I was the king, thought that I was it
far could be By 21 I had a gun and ditched authority At 22 I never knew the sights I would see At 24 I made the score that killed that part of me This
that flasin' n braggin, make this rappin' so lame Perhaps his raps, have a lack of no aim Perhaps when he raps, and he brags on his chain That infact when he raps, that
a perfect drug Just know that nothing you do Will bring you closer to me Ain't life a bitch? (Bitch) A fucked up ditch (Ditch) Fucked up sore With a