Dreamz - Tame One I had a dream I had my drink in the air Surrounded by people who care Making a toast about our current affairs Upstairs on the balcony Looking down where the fountaing be Higher than the mountain be With about a ounce of me People shout for me But I'm the dondy that got away I conversate with facial expressions Cause fans make tapes Money belt around my waist Cameras around my place Blunt smoke surrounds my face Brief cases at the races Aces under my sleeve Uzis by the jacuzzi Former enemies My lawyer say take it down Lay low I be bubbling Honeys that brain me taste smoke Things happen cause I say so Half the city on my payroll Make up laws brake those This is for the blunt it flows This is for the hundred throwers The tunnel goers The raw dog stomach growers This is for people that's bling-blinging it This is for people that's living it While the rest is just singing it This is for the blunt it flows This is for the hundred throwers The tunnel goers The raw dog stomach growers This is for people that's bling-blinging it This is for people that's living it While the rest is just singing it I had a dream I had the sixth sense When I rhymed When I was done I saw dead people all the time Killing them softly cigars like bill cosby rock me The black sinatra niggerachi Illing off hydrochlorophyll Go through multiple pills like painkillers Nothing to feel While you was influenced by the underground I was on the ground under the influence Daring you to spit Nuisance not ready for prime time player Half weak and half whack immitating flaver Psuedo fresh fact simile not real in me With blaz eh blah empty threats about killing me You couldn't move a drunk with a six pack Thinking that you could knock tame off But can't get that I'm the next best thing to wrestling Cause I smack down rap clowns just for testing Ding ding Keeping it clean but like a bunny you left wing Showing my a** like b**ches in guestings Gaming like spreewell with each detail Instead of beefing for no reason I move joints retail This is for the hundred throwers This for the tunnel goers The raw dog stomach growers This is for people that's bling-blinging it This is for people that's living it While the rest is just singing it This is for the hundred throwers This for the tunnel goers The raw dog stomach growers This is for people that's bling-blinging it This is for people that's living it While the rest is just singing it I had more static Than channel two with no cable Something aint right like outlaws without fatal Controversial Coure the cons know of the dons Blowing the trom Flowing like some d**e in your arm I eat the hearts out your lucky charms box And still supply more milk sh*t than parmalot The itchy bone done maker Razor sharp with my part Connected to the street like sidewalks The ray leoda of the ghetto good fellas My graffiti letters make the whole hood jealous You aint even my caliber I'm more complex than Algebra Hot like Africa With better loose leafs than Canada You seem a amatuer rhyming with mad stamina I'm in back of your snapping like cameras Mad comical thinking that you could do what I do When I'm through niggas that Signed you won't even find you This is for the hundred throwers This is for the tunnel goers The raw dog stomach growers This is for people that's bling-blinging it This is for people that's living it While the rest is just singing it This is for the hundred throwers This is for the tunnel goers The raw dog stomach growers This is for people that's bling-blinging it This is for people that's living it While the rest is just singing it While the rest is just singing it This is for people that's living it This is for the blunt it flows I had a dreams This is for the hundred throwers This is for the tunnel goers The raw dog stomach growers