The Dream Is Dead

Lyrics

[Sample Intro] Ohh, the streets you go wondering why Noisy then, but quite now [Verse 1: Gore Elohim] I used to dream of Learjets, observing the planet from real vets Now I'm icy, I'm in that frozen aisle like Seal tests Orange peels' how I peel TEC's, death, that's how a martyr feel You artificial sugar in your heart, now that the cards revealed Sexy accounts on X, you in the vest with talcum By any means necessary, the Mexican Malcolm I keep marching by the couch just to fool investors I got the bent while bundles, sellin' juice to wrestlers Up in hotels with Travis Bickle buyin them H I used to serve the rockstars hard, but they dyin' of AIDS You like a car full of nuns, killer, you play it safe I'm on the roof like Gary Oldman in State of Grace The same steel, make you enjoy your favorite meal I'm at your safe maskin' my grill, like Rodney Dangerfield's Laser peeled, I serve kerosene and some fat doobies Farragut to Long Beach, no constitution left to amuse me These rappin' groupies and they pastel coochies I'm in Diadoras and sheepskin, all brown to match the kufi Got in the music for rap, now it's to clap UZI's Got into guns to relax, now it's a trap movie [Hook x4] This is my life, released from agony, shed bloody tears The dream is dead - to all my deceased runnin' throughout the years [Verse 2] Cemetery white, Forgiato plates Post arenal? smirk, 5-50 Britney workin' to whip his hate Rabbi with a killer's face, I hit 'em with a fifth of weights Snitches get dismembered in Suffolk, right off from Miller's place You say you're dipped like Harvey Milk and Perez Hilton Your AZT come in UPS to protect your children My mental illness surveillance through private ventures Too villainous, like Jersey City spies and al-Qaeda defectors Too prestigious, never microphones, I spit it intravenous Wintertime fiends get the newest dancers and stinky sneakers I got that super freeze, raw like it's Sudanese Supercoven goons, more Lugers tools for movin' peas I'm in the Hemi Coupe overseas or on broken streets New Jack City drive-by's, bullets from backs of Jeeps A sacrament from creeps to massacre my birth disease Infernäl Mäjesty, my allegiance to leave this Earth in peace [Hook x4] This is my life, released from agony, shed bloody tears The dream is dead - to all my deceased running throughout the years [Outro: Young Dirty Bastard x2] So much pain in my game It's a shame if I change Dark nights walkin' through the rain No tiiiiiiiime, what up, God?