I prefer the dreams to the reality I prefer my life, don't need no other man's wife Don't need no crazy lifestyle with stress and strife But it's good
brother wreck it It's that Scoob Lover kid, so pull up a chair and check it When I get wild like Heathcliff, or Dennis the Menace It's like food to a
freaky I put coke in their peepee then stuff the bras Put some coke in the bras that look like coconuts That's what's up, don't have Sheik's click clack
it "Who's it on, who's it on, who's it on?? "Who's it on, who's it on, who's it on?? "Who's it on, who's it on, who's it on?? "Who's it on, who's it
Kaboom! We still mash as a team As we mash for our dreams Actin' hood niggas for green It's Dillinger, forfillin', makin' a low outta killin' Pullin' scandalous jeans Forfillin fantasy dreams
I put coke in their peepee then stuff the bras Put some coke in the bras that look like coconuts That's what's up don't have Sheik's click clack this
it and you'll see! Life's what you make it so let's make it rock! Lilly & Oliver: Make it rock, yeah! Miley: Life's what you make it so come on! Lilly
don't need a crowded ballroom everything we want is here and face to face we will embrace the perfect year. We don't need a crowded ballroom everything
a sequential rage unless it's all deliberate Angle wide words clear, but population stay illiterate Consider it God's a fine power, fools get rid of it Men build dreams
Walkin' nekkid through the motherland, give the finger to my brother man Niggaz just don't understand my reasons, I transcend like season And scar these rappers like legion It's
it Don't happen overnight (B-Real) So you wanna be a rock superstar, and live large A big house, 5 cars, you're in charge Comin' up in the world, don
gallows and ropes await me I got to keep on moving upstream That's where the party's at It's the Baptism and the swing A brother man's dream The river
start to catch you Game's over soldier, don't ya see the f****** Range Rover With Bing in it, 10 more trucks with 118 in it I started rappin' cuz there
put coke in their pee pee then stuff the bras Put some coke in the bras that look like coconuts That's what's up don't have Sheik's click clack this up
frustrated That them dreams walk which you 'cross town S'gonna die from over work There's garbage on the street that's tellin' you you ain't shit And
in the air And if you don't give a fuck Like we don't give a fuck then Throw your motherfuckin hood up in the air [kurupt] Check it out No bitch ass
bitches say No MC could rock my way When I rap it's always great Wouldn't care if it was like or on a tape It's me, $hort, the one and only Spitting
I'm ?? It probably don't seem like a struggle But I used to dream that this thug'll balance beams just to smuggle It's funny same girls that didn't seem