Dream In

[Chorus]<br>Dreams! things aren`t all that they seem<br>Dreams! life`s not all about cream<br>Dreams! please say it all was a dream<br>`cause the fight for real life`s<br>like a horrible scene<br><br>[Verse]<br>(Virt wake up!)<br>the enemy`s here<br>they trying ta` take us<br>let `em see how the weaponry<br>makes their frame break up<br>it seems threads of life<br>make up our stitch in time<br>after the bomb dropped<br>dawn got a different shine<br>I find that it burns<br>like a fire on the hearth<br>I learned this day would come<br>they were liars from the start<br>my pride is in my heart<br>so you`ll never know<br>how far Miguel will go<br>until they digging up your skeletal<br>remains I see change<br>on the horizon<br>or is it just the next bomber as it flies in<br>wise men once let me know<br>if it`s not worth it then let it go<br>or pop first and dead your foe<br>now it seems like the options are dropping<br>there`s no more talking<br>smart bombs are locked in<br>and more often than not<br>innocent people gotta get dropped<br>for their leaders horrible plot<br>while the one calling the shots<br>fly free as a bird<br>words they speak are absurd<br>though they`re frequently heard<br>`cause they control the radio<br>it`s crazy though<br>the dj`s won`t play me though<br>unless I line their bank account<br>with crazy dough<br>and even corporate labels<br>deep into debt, through spending in deficit<br>bootlegging and internet<br>meet the new me see a brain that`s been cloned<br>silicone flesh meshed with titanium bones<br>I`m aiming my poems, at dictators<br>reigning on thrones<br>who raised their seeds cold<br>in a cradle of stone<br>then cast them in the street<br>never gave them a home<br>the ones who shun the path<br>that our saviors have shown<br>we stole all of the crops<br>that the natives have grown<br>we must stick together<br>no one made it alone<br>`cause radiation give you cancer<br>in your face from your phone<br>or your throat from the smoke<br>when you blazing a bone<br>when you don`t agree with leaders<br>and behavior they`ve shown<br>speak out there`s no effect<br>if your state is unknownI got sick of talking<br>and caught aids in my poem<br>now I spit from a coffin<br>and a grave is my dome<br>I grown by own body<br>from dirt and grime<br>it blows my damn mind<br>like my brain was a landmine<br>and I can`t find<br>a path out this nightmare<br>does it end right here<br>or extend for light years?!<br><br>[Chorus repeat]<br>dreams...etc.