Cool-t : Out of control blood stained our TV screams
In the playcrimes they sold crack on that leash
Shame on big brothers who left the crime scene
They surrendered and gave up that peace
Hella hell homeboys would not respect
My difference felt like an asset
Africans left alone since Adama
They asked for help and that's a bama.
No diggety wanted to be big in his chest
I woke up
Nuttin available for this kid unless less
I got up
I had a dream that what was in distress
Thank god I woke up, got up, get up,
thank you for the rest!
I knew how to handel a weapon
Before knowing what love could open
They say love comes out of something so hot
Never found out who loved me or loved me not
Oversexed in need for more lada
Hey yo, what'chu know I never met the luv of ma lava
In need for something little more oh whaaaa
O.G. never knew his creator.
Men I was in a bad nightmare
Shut up love is becoming too rare
Boo is this a bad night fade?
Tell me this was just a fare
Screaming for help in a nice sweet song
And all they heard was how the sound sang
As if words had become like soap
I'm a victim and I like it,it,it,it,it,it...
Angels: I had a dream/ I'm a dream/ With my team.
Cool-t: What we gonna do?
Is this a dream?
Get me out of bed freaking out over my dreams
Let's go, let's go ...
It's Cool-t and I got all my friends
Let's party, so the fun never ends
Get up now and grab someone
Let's go, let's go ...
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