Let’s

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[Hook: Baatin singing, (T3), T3 adlibs] Huhhh-hoooe... The dream is over now... (It's so real...) It's ov'a! (For yeal, yo...) Fo' real, ya! (For real tho'...) Fo' real tho! (It's s'real...) It's s'real! The dream, it's over for... (It's over fo'...) It's over! (It's all gone...) It's all gone! (No mo'...) It's no mo'! (Fa real, yo...) Fa real! Wake up from ya dreams... (Wake up...) Wake up! (From ya dream...) From ya dream! (It ain't real...) It ain't real! (For real tho'...) For real, ya! Everything's not what it seems... (See what it is...) See what is is! (It ain't real...) It ain't real! (For real tho'...) Fo' real, tho! (Come on, yo...) [Verse 1: Baatin] Now if you can look into my eye, see what I am thinking The dream is over, folk – you're hella sinkin'! Come into my world of water, you ought'a Sit that ass back while this God bring torture To this culture we call this Slum sh-- You must be Curious about the little monkey George Well, guess what, George? We them gorillas, gettin' guerrilla scrilla And one of these days it's going to be Slum Villa, *NSYNC in concert! Givin' all it's worth to these silly fucks! And Planet Earth – you missed out, duke! Ya gotta come back to this world, that killed the ground, as a squirrel lookin' for a NUT [Verse 2: Elzhi, first line overlapping Baatin's last] I age like wine, better with time These niggas so backwards, if they face me – I'd still see they head from behind Intelligent mind, my temper fell on the mines – explosive! Shell of a bomb, a small detail of my sign Another is money, as information handed from a gypsy I'm one with the planet, barely keep my balance when it's shiftin' It's risky to try to touch the intangible I'll have you so shook you'll think the Sun is on the run comin' after you I'm from where the slugs'll tackle you, like them quarterbacks'll do Add a few before the Action News cameras shoot (Shoot, shoot, shoot...) [Hook: Baatin, (T3)] Ohhh-ohhhhhh... The dream is over now... (It's over, y'all – for real, yo... fo' real tho' – it's so-real...) Did you know it's over for...? (It's over fo'... it's all gone... It's no mo'... for real yo...) Wake up from ya dreams... (Wake up... from ya dreams... it ain't real... s'real tho'...) No, it's not what it seems... (See what it is... it ain't real... fo' real tho'... come on, yo...) [*beat begins to morph, shit intensifies] [Verse 3: T3] I speak for my niggas who never said enough There for my niggas who did "RAISE IT UP" I'd stand in they circle where I'd lust to bus' (What's this?!) I'd try to put vocals, it wasn't focal, makin' niggas see it like bi-focals to buy affordable Let's, blow the spot like Vietnam vets Three sets of troopers, known for nastiness Dead nasty like that chick Bernadette I spat on niggas' face and Fashionette [Verse 4: Elzhi (with T3)] I spit for them niggas that's not used to havin' a thing In the game, taggin' they name, as something they can actually claim Blood paint the streets, with kids draggin' they strings, walkin' Bouncin' they balls, they stop and then pause, watchin' With sirens in they eyes, can see the red and blue in stares Kids they age, killin' stress with the use of squares Be the main ones tryna HUSTTTTTLLLLEEE It's a gamble bein' dealt a bad hand, playin', and not knowin' who shuffled Words of a man becomes the prime mantis Thugs with murderous thumbprints make the guns click like wine glasses [Verse 5: T3] HUH... HUH! How many niggas on my list NOW?! I'ma-finna-put-y'all--iggas-up-on-sum-ishhh-NAH I'ma finna do it, finna keep it moving' Finna watch me do it? Finna watch us prove it Many reasons, shit on Earth sick Niggas... niggas finna max, them Michigan kids Finna hit y'all niggas with the flu again, it's sick It's-all-about-the-doe 'n this-is-what-I'm-noticin' [Bridge: T3] FOR YOUR IN-FOR-MATION SLUM VILL ALWAYS WILL STAY ON THE GRIND! Y'ALL JUST KEEP ON WATCHIN' US CUZ WE'RE KNOWN TO JUST BLOW YOUR MIND! Mind, mind, mind, mind, mind, mind... [*beat morphs again, this time slowing down until it comes to a robotic crawl by the end of the song*] [Hook: Baatin, (T3)] The dream is over now... (It's over y'all... fo' real yo... fo' real tho... it's so-real...) Did you know it's over for....? (It's over fo'... it's all gone... it's no mo'... fo' real, yo...) Wake up from ya dreams... (Wake up... from ya dreams... it ain't real... s'real tho'...) Everything's not what it seems... (See what it is... it ain't real... fo' real tho'... c'mon, yo...)
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Credits
- Writers
- T3 of Slum Village
- Baatin
- eLZhi
- J Dilla