Dream

Lungs full of pine tar, kush walks the city

Scape of scrappy captains

Capes tucked in the aftermath of unassuming blueprints

Not suitable for bombings

The fires are alarming

The fire alarms are oddly calming

A water beetle jitterbugs in litter

Kitty cats across the sidewalk after rats are fat enough to die happy

The savvy climb the nail-less pine staircase

Allah Jesus walks to where the meter blocks

And the streets aren't even matter

So they don't

No one pays no never mind

Higher than the ever-resting deities of better times

Here the Sun refracts so much the prisons look like prisms

Rainbow chains ain't shit but long division

A vision of a suited black man peddling dream logic overlooks a park bench

Kids kaleidoscope into an arc and two by two are Lorax'd off the block

The floods are warm and blood is just red colored chicken stock

It was all a dream

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Ice Mone and Master P rocking high-waisted jeans

Grab the base off the table and bag it up for the fiends

It was all a dream

It was all a dream

Lung full of pine tar, kush walks the ocean

Waves like 'hi, hater'

Buildings looking Shawty Lo at distance

Skip like stones

The sharks have biters but the teeth more kitten tongue than needle

And so the lung walks on

With a wax-on wax-off Miyagi focus

Fording of America

What's with all this conquering

Wouldn't it be nice to beach boy for a year or six

Turn harmony to capital

Trade the bricks for sand dollars

Dreams are made of comfort

Struggle bursts the nightmares

The existence of this voice implies he made it

And often keeping a G in the face of a world leading a kumbaya

Ali boom ba yay

Got that 'oh my ya'

Chemotherapay

Who said oh my God? How disrespectful

Don't they see the way he Poseidon'd up to the top where it all breaks

And everyone that rides the wave falls off

It was all a dream

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Messy Marv blue chucks hanging where his jeans should be

True ski-mask and a bulletproof limousine

It was all a dream

It was all a dream

Lung full of pine tar, kush walks the clouds

This is why the wheel wells be cut

Lesabre gotta reach for altitude

Much as they're used in slang, birds don't give a fuck really

Drop as much shit as people talk

'Rise above it' someone always said while marching

Easier said than done while flipping fries at golden archie

Just tryna be that double rainbow meme

Ice cream painted on the borders of those dreams

Shit yeah, that's what

Bet five on a dice game in the clouds

Pull all your money out and make it rain, godlike

That's what the must mean by going green

Noah's Ark this block and start anew

Damn, this kush is crazy right?

You can see your roof from here but not much else

The world outside the city limits, not yet cartographic

And everybody learn to fly the same

Tapping B enough to glide in one direction

It was all a dream

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EC Illa, Keak da Sneak screaming: Yanahmean

Dark Room Familia, pulling guns on police

It was all a dream

It was all a dream

It was all a dream

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Brotha Lynch back to back, haulin' MJG

Riding dirty, puffin' that UGK on the beat

It was all a dream