Bad Dream

I'm back, blowin' up like the
World Trade
Throw your hands in the air while the music plays
Mind checks
Comin' live and direct from
Dimension
X Where *****es bleed all day with no
Kotex Broke necks
How deep?
Seranaded with these beats
About a hundred and fifty-two feet '
Cause the boogyman will steal your soul
Don't sleep
And now your mind is broken and you feel pain
And have you strung out on remote control
What you call sanity's what
I call insane
What you call sanity's what
I call insane
My mind's flippin' on alcohol
I said your mind is broken and you feel pain
Tylenol And *********
Still I eat the rhythm alive like a piranaha
Now Madonna done ****ed everybody but me
But I heard she got the clap (awwww!!)
Pass me a
Newport, it could be a light
Image is nothing so
I'ma drink me a
Sprite Tonight's the night
But my name ain't
Betty Wright
It's Mr. Bones
And aggrivating hoes please leave me alone
I'm on my own
In my little ****ed up world
And I ain't got time for silly games little girl '
Cause I'm tryin' to be me
And that's all
I can be And if you see more, you best a-go and join the
Army Arm me
With the lyrics and rhythms that
I be spittin'
I seen it through your panties it was written on your kitten
Smellin' like chicken
But finger-lickin'
Nonetheless
And for my big
Johnson, I got the propholactic vest
So I won't bust no bulky shot
And I ain't tryin' to be a father any time soon '
Cause that's highly illogical like
Mr. Spock
And we only got one hour left in the motel room
But that's enough time for me to hit the skin
As we both undress
I can tell you want it baby, by the way that you grin
Let me fondle on your breasts
And if you let me,
I'ma bust a nut all up on your chest
Bend over let me catch the rhythm as ya moan
I love it when you tighten up and try to touch your toes
As my **** smashes
Crashes What a disaster
Clit pleaser, call me the
Thigh-Master '
Cause I got a black belt in the art of
Wo-Tongue-
Fu Let me lick on your vagina as you holler at the moon
Now mengo, mango
Me and Tisha did the tango
But little did
I know my girl was looking through the window
****ed up hair, no panties, and bare feet
Two...keep on ****in' like ain't **** up
Now what was
I to do, throw that ***** out in the street
Because a couple more strokes and
I'ma bust that nut
Three...play it cool, let the **** unfold
Calmly get dressed and say, "**** both of y'all hoes."
Woke up in the backseat of a ride
Tangled in the seatbelt, smellin' like peroxide
Blood keeps gushin' from the side of my head
And I wonder to myself am
I alive or dead
Try to play the lunatic like
Lorena Bobbit
Reach for my ****, oh my
God, I hope she didn't chop it
All up in the place, confused and distraught
She took back the new
Polo shoes that she bought
She tried to play me out with a ****ed up scheme
And then I blinked my eyes and woke from my bad dream --dream --dream --dream --dream --dream --dream