Wet Dream lyrics

Artist  : Wc And Maad Circle 
Song : Wet Dream



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														   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 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