Wet Dream

Snorin like a motherfucker, stretched on the couch<br>Slobbin on my pillow and I`m droolin at the mouth<br>And now I`m havin dreams cause I`m in a deep sleep<br>But +I+ ain`t +Dream About+ no motherfucker named +Jeannie+<br>Shit was intense, it had me sweatin like crack<br>Sorta like a horror flick for every motherfucker who dissed the black<br>People was gettin done, we had em on the run<br>Killin em all, one by one<br>Cause niggaz in the hood was finally gettin together<br>No more set trippin, with cappin each other<br>Brother to brother, hand in hand<br>Thirty thousand motherfuckers deep, ready for action and<br>All you seen was niggaz and knick-kickers<br>Bailin on this mission, hesta coalition<br>Checkin through the vicinity, for enemies<br>And if we find any they gon` get treated like Reginald Denny<br>Oooh, the shit was cooler than a motherfucker<br>Never thought the day`d come when I could wear the other color<br>Without gettin hit up, sweated or shot on the scene<br>Sparked up, it had to be a dream<br>But anyway, back to the - story<br>That I`m, tossin - listen up when black folks are talkin<br>Niggaz was in the streets runnin wild<br>And tied to this car it was Officer Colonel Colin Powell<br>And bein that bitch-made`s was the first to go<br>Pete Wilson was on the side stripped out his clothes<br>Tied to the back of a six-fo`<br>And it was draggin his ass up and down El Segundo<br>Uhh, now whassup nigga with the shit that you was poppin<br>You ain`t bannin shit, motherfucker!<br>Then told Colonel Powell to turn his ass over, and from the back<br>they placed both of they hands down on his shoulder<br>Surrounded by a gang of niggaz he screamed loud<br>"I`m sorry for bombin Iraq!" but they still fucked him doggystyle<br>And that`s when my dream started gettin good<br>My dick was rising and rising ready to break wood<br>Cause now we lookin for the residence<br>Thirty thousand gang members on our way to Washington<br>And the National Guard couldn`t fuck with us<br>Cause in my dream we had guns blowin up the helicopters<br>Bailed in the White House, deep<br>Caught you-know-who in his motherfuckin sleep<br>You comin back with us to South Central that`s what we told him<br>Before we stuffed him in the back of the low-low<br>Got to the hood, now it`ssssON!<br>Now it`s time for him to pay the piper, for doin us wrong<br>Cause now the tables was turned and on the top we stood<br>Robbin motherfuckers for they manhood<br>And even the old folks was down, fuck em up, hang em high<br>Is what they screamed out the crowd<br>And that`s when I heard a gunshot<br>And his body fell back and his brains went SPLAT<br>Now here`s where I finally woke up<br>Sittin in a puddle full of nut<br>Heard a loud siren then I ran to the front<br>Hopin ain`t nobody I know; they got the fuckin yellow tape up<br>Damn, they laid my homey in the street<br>Another victim of gang violence, created by the beast<br>And to think just a minute ago<br>Yo I was dreamin this bullshit ceased, we killed the real devil<br>But I guess it was just my, imagination<br>That one day we can all live as one<br>Man fuck it, no matter how real it all seemed yo<br>The shit was only a wet dream..<br>.. fuck this is back on again