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[Verse 1: Black Zheep DZ] I once had a dream of whipping a red Porsche With expensive luggage coming from the airport Well it's too bad I was off from a few quarts Because of the bottles of Moscato handed to me by the force But I figured it could happen if I show the remorse All it take is just the Villains, no need for these reinforcements Kill the game just by taking the court And trying to give it change without coming up short Super high like when dope fiends snort But only off of cannabis because I live in a airport I just visualize, see them through the clear port But they don't want us to win, too bad we don't care for thoughts So I guess it's us against the world with the Villains riding shotty They holding a double barrel These bitches do anything just for these diamonds and pearls When you only trying to get a few nuts like squirrels Not too much luxury bars, no Gucci I rather make cash, chill out and buy sushi And get groovy with my niggas and the yellow bones 7F setting fire, Yellowstone [Verse 2: Flash Giordani] Dr. Flash I made the music my elective Robocop remove these lame rappers my directive Incentive to make my name top of the fame No room, wide body taking up 3 lanes I'm living the dream or maybe I'm still sleeping Fuck the bitch to death I ain't having no Bo Peep'n Squealing, I don't do these rats Set traps with the peanut butter lining as I'm eyeing these cats Yea pussy, flying with the wings of a God Then I realize that that's the only reason I fuck with broads You can keep your thoughts, your 2 cents, rambling I'm a menace Nuisance, hit man precision when I'm lucid It's that quiet kid, shy and I won't speak my mind Call Of Duty shoot em down before they can even climb Squidbillies let the devil come in, fighting 6's with my 7's Hide the women, children. Villain, tighten visions, Denzel taught well Locking Hercules away, no key to the cell This is super Flash finest, writing at my highest Sonic shell I'm speeding through the marijuana [?] bitch [Verse 3: D GooDy] It's time for GooDy to spit I had this dream in which I was 146 Pounds, now, here it gets interesting I could rap about anything and people just be digging it Automatically, GooDy D, call it Goodmatic Arms was all tatted, had some weed in my pocket, and my dick was really packing And my friend's was getting bitches, and they called each other Villains I was showing signs of brilliance But my grades was badder than your little brother Skipped school 40 days and still going to graduate Smooth talking nigga with a clothing line coming out Every girl that I saw, just wanted to fuck her mouth Take her to the basement of my momma house Fucked her face, then I checked my Facebook account Gahtdamn man swear them messages been pouring in Right now I got 3,584 friends Just imagine how many I'll have next time I have this dream Watch my future come alive when I doze off to sleep Come to think, I been dreaming for awhile but I swear I don't sleep So all this shit happening must be reality, must be reality Tv viewers loving me, 7FV baby Make your ears bleed, turn your dreams to nightmares top fucking speed Taking notes from my rich uncle Charlie Sheen Banging up in pussies leaving tiger blood on ovaries I don't need Gucci, Louie, Prada just to get a bitch to notice me But I got them Vickie's boy, got a drawer full of hosiery