everything to me Oh my life is changing everyday Every possible way Though my dreams, it's never quite as it seems 'cause you're a dream to me Dream
Black Forest lane And I step into the trees for to get some leafy shade And I fall asleep in some dappled sunlit glade And I dream and in my dream I
to take you all to church My congregation bombed the nation with this HIP HOP We in the race to fame, blowin' pass the PIT STOPS I heard the prize was
Jason, what it might seem We shake and bake the cake, poison frozen icing Fuck 'em all, ice cream, black magic, white dreams Blue collar, purple tag label
: Did you ever sleep in a bear pit With apple cores and mice along Did you ever lay on ice and grit Or search for a place where the wind was gone Did
's mind The funk starts jumping and he can't handle his fears Watch that homeboy that you'd die for, loyalty disappear I trust my mother and my pit and
got bent pussy, it was your first trip with me We was goin' hard too many bottles up in free-vay You was goin' crazy with my Haitian man t-sway Pass
holds diamonds like the jewelry store case They argue walk this way, now walk this way And Laura's asleep in my bed As I'm leaving she wakes up and says ?I dreamed
diamonds like a jewelry store case They argue "Walk this way", "No, walk this way" And Laura's asleep in my bed As I'm leaving she wakes up and says "I dreamed
sidewalk holds diamonds, like a jewelry store case They argue, "Walk this way, no, walk this way" Laura's asleep in my bed As I'm leaving she wakes up and says "I dreamed
norm. You're entering restricted regions, Fit to be evicted by my strict allegiance. My team people be mean people, We been lethal since the beginning up to the Bad Dreams
's the man? God damnit rappers chitter chattar on any subject matter But really does the subject really matter Pass the guns and blood splatter Does anything fuckin' matter? Pass
middle Who or why your love ain't always right Especially when you cross the pass of life The wrath of life is hard 'cause your taught to dream on But
down in the middle of the street for that beat kick the dopest rhymes ever polluted on the streets not stop check it the way that I dro pit Check everything
my dreams You'll never be a part of me Living a lonely life While never being alone We tend to forget the reasons why There's a passion pit inside
old while since I felt so fine Wanderin' through the rain, losing my mind What a long, long time, yeah, it's been a long time So, over and over, mile signs pass
dreams. The sad ones take their own lives. The seed of doom was planted. Slay their men night after night. Catherine Black dreamt of a horror. Of passion
aggression, why they've got to learn, if they don't things won't get any better Listenin' to God burn objects of animal animating in a still life picture of the La Brea tar pit
