The Dream Is Dead

[Sample Intro]
Ohh, the streets you go wondering why
Noisy then, but quite now

[Verse 1: Gore Elohim]
I used to dream of Learjets, observing the planet from real vets
Now I'm icy, I'm in that frozen aisle like Seal tests
Orange peel's how I peel tech's, death that's how a martyr feel
You artificial, sugar in your heart now that the cards revealed
Sexy accounts on X, you in the vest with talcum
By any means necessary, the Mexican Malcolm
I keep Martha by the couch just to fool investors
I got the Ben While? bundles, sellin' juice to wrestlers
Up in hotels with Travis Bickle buyin 'em H
I used to serve the rockstars hard but they dyin' of AIDS
You like a car full of nuns, killer, you play it safe
I'm on the roof like Gary Oldman in State of Grace
The same steel, make you enjoy your favorite meal
I'm at your safe maskin' my grill, like Rodney Dangerfield
Laser peeled, I serve kerosene and some fat doobies
Farragut to Long Beach, no constitution left to amuse me
These rappin' groupies and they pastel coochies
I'm in Diadoras and sheepskin, all brown to match the kufi
Got in the music for rap, now it's to clap UZI's
Got into guns to relax, now it's a trap movie

[Hook x4]
This is my life, released from agony, shed bloody tears
The dream is dead - to all my deceased runnin' throughout the years

[Verse 2]
Cemetery white Forgiato plates
Paul Cirino smirk, five fifty Brittney workin the whipper's hate
Rabbi with a killer's face, I hit 'em with a fifth of weights
Snitches get dismembered in Suffolk right off from Miller place
You say you're dibbed like Harvey Milk and Perez Hilton
Your AZT come in UPS to protect your children
My mental illness surveilance through private ventures
Too villainous, like Jersey City spies and Al-Qaeda defectives
Too prestigious, never microphones, I spit it intravenous
Wintertime fiends get the newest dances and stinky sneakers
I got that super freeze, raw like it's Sudanese
Supercoven goons, more Lugers tools for movin' peas
I'm in the Hemi coupe overseas and on Booker Streets
New Jack City drive-by's, bullets from backs of Jeeps
A sacrament from creeps, a massacre my birth disease
Infernäl Mäjesty, my allegiance to leave this Earth in peace

[Hook x4]
This is my life, released from agony, shed bloody tears
The dream is dead - to all my deceased running throughout the years

[Outro: Young Dirty Bastard x2]
So much pain in my game
It's a shame if I change
Dark nights walkin' through the rain
No tiiiiiiiiii-, what up, God?