Dream On

Lyrics

[Verse 1: N-Light-N] Deeper than life, deep with the mic, sleep with the strife Son of light, vision and sight, listen and learn Time turns inevitably, days are golden Incredibly sharp on swollen mics I be holding Rolling with silvan creatures through foreign lands Planning my strategy on esoteric diagrams My words fall into the bronze river My arctic presence let alone makes the world shiver [Verse 2: Tech-Rock] Still waters run deep, the world still revolving Be involved in this industry, still eating beef without the gravy Still mortals are bombing in this oral warmachine Still bodys of dead rappers are plundered on the battlefield They still accuse me of greed But Norway´s most selling rap-artist still never saw no green Know what I mean? Keep on whining while I´m rhyming And when I die, my voice will still live inside your soundsystem [Verse 3: Diaz] I don´t give a fuck about you, but I bet your girl missed me It´s that Spanish kid, zip-code's 2050 Trees can´t lift me or none of my spicks We supply fiends with a fix, fe's with our dicks It´s me with these six until I lay down the pen Just because you rap too, you can´t say you´re my friend If you´re gay I offend, I´m the very long-awaited Between MCs the most hated, I still made it [Hook: Diaz] Wanna move against my team? Dream On We don´t care if you got a bigger crew to lean on We stand on stages you never set your feet on Word be bond, we be quick to turn the heat on Wanna move against my fam? Dream On We don´t care if you got a bigger crew to lean on We stand on stages you never set your feet on Word be bond, we be quick to turn the heat on [Verse 4: Opaque] Opaque the cleanest MC with the dirtiest sound Choke the mic and chastise it, emphasise heavy shit that knock you down Ralk about my walk majestic Fat bitches dream of my dick, but won´t ever test it Mess with muddy-agressive who oppress shit Stress it, impress with spitting on nitwits I can´t quit it now, this is T.P.´s area and time All those who are late will left behind (we won´t rewind) [Verse 5: Karma] Complex mind, test me any given time I´m on some next shit, but I´m living my rhyme Droppin heavenly lines when I´m on the set Minimal, mineral, T.P.-conglomerate Come one, come all you kids, brawl with this I´ve got nails and coffin-lids for all you skills You´re gonna fall like this, that´s all I´m saying Too many of you young kids think I´m only playing [Verse 6: Tommy Tee] You best believe this rap shit don´t come easy Why you still wanna get up in this, beats me Tee´s beats be years of work in front of the board Sorry, but I never felt what Money record I summon the board and did it with the best again Squeeze it out, and split it with the rest of them We put our lives down with ink from chest to pen And if you wanna bring it, don´t roll with less than ten [Hook: Diaz] [Sample] Tyranny Productions, Tee Productions We seperate the mics from men Tyranny Productions Tee Productions the crew who don't need no further introduction [Verse 7: N-Light-N] Praise the product, T.P. everlasting Forever with the diamonds, so fantastic Six times mic-gems and we passed it Flying through the industry dropping off classics [Verse 8: Opaque] Your ass get spilt with orals from these bastards Why you so bitter?, you should hide your raps away like kitty-litter Be a quitter and give up, you´re stuck on the bottom You´re rotten, but I´m happy you suck [Verse 9: Diaz] So what the fidduck, soon you all see the Trini-star Cleaning out this game like a mini-bar Give me head in the car, I hope this boo is yours Catch me at the club smuggling booze through the doors [Verse 10: Karma] Juggling crews with brute force, on floors, sets and walls Fools wet their drawers tryin to set the scores I hear the war´s ended, you tore the walls of Jerico But your horns are blowing foul tunes on my stereo [Opaque] Who´s bringing Norwegian Hip-Hop to the people Tyranny Productions in control, now prepare for the sequel [Hook: Diaz]