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 good  
 My dick was rising and rising ready to break wood  
 Cause now we lookin for the residence  
 Thirty thousand gang members on our way to Washington  
 And the National Guard couldn't fuck with us  
 cause in my dream we had guns blowin up the helicopters  
 Bailed in the White House, deep  
 Caught you-know-who in his motherfuckin sleep  
 You comin back with us to South Central that's what we told him  
 before we stuffed him in the back of the lo-lo  
 Got to the hood, now it'ssssON!  
 Now it's time for him to pay the piper, for doin us wrong  
 Cause now the tables was turned and on the top we stood  
 Robbin motherfuckers for they manhood  
 And even the old folks was down, fuck em up, hang em high  
 is what they screamed out the crowd  
 And that's when I heard a gunshot  
 and his body fell back and his brains went SPLAT  
 Now here's where I finally woke up  
 Sittin in a puddle full of nut  
 Heard a loud siren then I ran to the front  
 Hopin ain't nobody I know; they got the fuckin yellow tape up  
 Damn, they laid my homey in the street  
 Another victim of gang violence, created by the beast  
 And to think just a minute ago  
 Yo I was dreamin this bullshit ceased, we killed the real devil  
 But I guess it was just my, imagination  
 that one day we can all live as one  
 Man fuck it, no matter how real it all seemed yo  
 The shit was only a wet dream..  
 .. fuck this is back on again