Snorin like a motherfucker, stretched on the couch

Slobbin on my pillow and I'm droolin at the mouth

And now I'm havin dreams cause I'm in a deep sleep

But I ain't Dream About no motherfucker named Jeannie

Shit was intense, it had me sweatin like crack

Sorta like a horror flick for every motherfucker who dissed the black

People was gettin done, we had em on the run

Killin em all, one by one

Cause niggaz in the hood was finally gettin together

No more set trippin, with cappin each other

Brother to brother, hand in hand

Thirty thousand motherfuckers deep, ready for action and

all you seen was niggaz and ?-kickers

Bailin on this mission, ?hesta? coalition

Checkin through the vicinity, for enemies

and if we find any they gon' get treated like Reginald Denny

Oooh, the shit was cooler than a motherfucker

Never thought the day'd come when I could wear the other color

without gettin hit up, sweated or shot on the scene

Sparked up, it had to be a dream

But anyway, back to the - story

that I'm, tossin - listen up when black folks are talkin

Niggaz was in the streets runnin wild

and tied to this car it was Officer Colonel Colin Powell

And bein that bitch-made's was the first to go

Pete Wilson was on the side stripped out his clothes

Tied to the back of a six-fo'

and it was draggin his ass up and down the Segundo

Uhh, now whassup nigga with the shit that you was poppin

You ain't bannin shit, motherfucker!

Then told Colonel Powell to turn his ass over, and from the back

they placed both of they hands down on his shoulder

Surrounded by a gang of niggaz he screamed loud

"I'm sorry for bombin Iraq!" but they still fucked him doggystyle

And that's when my dream started gettin