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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 knick-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

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