Royce da 5'9", Rell - The Dream lyrics

Go ahead, laugh at me I'm slap happy
When I pack the "u-zay"
They call me "Cool J" cause I'm cap happy
I don't see the purpose of talking
The hardest nigga walking the Earth
I could just ride by em, merc em
And chalk em
Put them in a hearse and a coffin
First of all
Nigga y'all need to just be EASY
And quit taking DRUGS
I turned your Evisu Jeans to Capris EASY
I bathed your Bathing Apes in BLOOD
Beefing with me? you're going to
Be burning in hell, fam
All you gotta do is sound off give a yell and
Come on out with your gown off
CHECK your mailbox and
Get a groundhog as your permanent mailman!
I'm from the "Dirty Glove"
Where motherfuckers kill COPS
FUCK standing out on them corners, nigga
We build SPOTS (yeah)
We flip real-estate with the
Residuals from killing weight
If I ain't getting cake
I ain't feeling STRAIGHT

I got a heart, rock solid, money, I'm bout it
Streets is the place where I got IT, yeah
(Nigga I represent "Rock City")
(Home of the rock solid rottweilers)
(We bout piling from the bottom
To the top dollar)
And you can talk all you wanna (HOLLA)
But when I run up (yeah)
You gon' wish you ain't said NOTHIING, no
(Nigga forget that cheese)
(Here to tell her, "Fix that weave"?)
(PLEASE, you fucking with a STREET nigga)

Go ahead, MUG at me I'm THUG happy
Keep his head cool 'fore I put
Lead through a tool to skullcap (hah)
We don't be screaming no colors
Or popping our fingers (Naw)
We toured like "Ring-a-ling" Brothers
We shopped in Sardinia
Spent a lot on our daughters
We see you on them Sea-Doos
That ain't what we do
(uh uh) , we put the yacht on the water
Now let's bet TRIPLE
While you in that "Best Western"
(where you at?)
We in the snorkeling next to that "SS nickel"
(Hoo) so put your money where your mouth at
(uh huh) the stakes is high
And I ain't talking bout from Outback!
You wait till you high to doubt that
And while you niggas ratting
Them triggers is CLACKING it STARTING to
Sound just like a MOUSE TRAP
I got the "Mark Cuban" lit
Looking at y'all millionaire
Niggas ball like, "Y'all ain't doing SHIT"
(Haha)
THAT'S why I'm famous, spitting that flame
And money is the root of all other evil
That's why I'm DANGEROUS!

I got a heart, rock solid, money, I'm bout it
Streets is the place where I got IT, yeah
(Nigga I represent "Rock City")
(Home of the rock solid rottweilers)
(We bout piling from the bottom
To the top dollar)
And you can talk all you wanna (HOLLA)
But when I run up (yeah)
You gon' wish you ain't said NOTHIING, no
(Nigga forget that cheese)
(Here to tell her, "Fix that weave"?)
(PLEASE, you fucking with a STREET nigga)

Now you could
Say that I AM the way that I AM
Cause basically
It's safe to say that that's
The way that I AM
It's unsafe to try to see if I
Would spray the way that I AM
If you was trying to see if I'm
What I say that I AM
The disappointment is in the BULLET
The miscommunication is in the MIND-FRAME
It's basically a CON game
Just play your cards right cause
You don't know who's BLUFFING
Alls you know is "Those who
Don't gamble lose nothing"!
Nobody's perfect
Where it's "kill or be killed"
Everybody's chasing that cash
Nobody's WORTH IT
Any nigga with money AIN'T trying to beef
Cause aIN'T no money in war
Shit just ain't FUNNY no more
You got dudes snitching and shit
BITCHING and shit
Guess they ASSUME that I got crews
In the KITCHEN and shit
Just cause my jewels glisten and shit
They probably would LIKE me if they HEARD me
But niggas just REFUSE to listen to SHIT

I got a heart, rock solid, money, I'm bout it
Streets is the place where I got IT, yeah
(Nigga I represent "Rock City")
(Home of the rock solid rottweilers)
(We bout piling from the bottom
To the top dollar)
And you can talk all you wanna (HOLLA)
But when I run up (yeah)
You gon' wish you ain't said NOTHIING, no
(Nigga forget that cheese)
(Here to tell her, "Fix that weave"?)
(PLEASE, you fucking with a STREET nigga)