Wet Dream Lyrics - W.c.

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 

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 El 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 low-low 

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