In the Land of My Dreams

[Intro: Sampled singer, (girl)] Ooohh.. ooohh... (You go girl) If they could only be real (Buddha, Buddha, wake up) If they could only be real (Buddha, baby, wake up) If they could only be real (Buddha! Buddha, get up!) If they could only be real (Buddha, what's the matter!? Get up!) If they could only be real (Buddha! K-Blunt, Spiritual, he won't wake up! What's the matter with him!?) [Buddha Monk] In the land of the dreams I visualize to stay alive Thirty-six brides and a mansion that stands high Gotta get the cash, gotta get the dough Diggin in my stash, shit is movin too slow Time to re-up, so I could live up, the lap of luxury Thirty-two g's and a beam, that's a man's dream There's gonna be a lot of cuttin ass tonight Knowin that you might be that nigga that has to pay that price The desire of my trust, it was just a fuckin lust (In the land of my dreams) there's ashes to ashes and dust to dust In there any shape of figure we could ever trust? {No! only in the land of the dreams.} [Chorus: sampled singer] In the land of my dreams (If they could only be real) In the land of my dreams (If they could only be real) In the land of my dreams (If they could only be real) In the land of my dreams (If they could only be real) [Buddha Monk] Life's a scheme, false covenants and shattered dreams Crack fiends, my third eye's seen Now this is Hell, now beyond us, thinkin Jeffery Domer If that ain't the devil, Brooklyn must be the Bahamas My drama's my crazy encounters with eight-five guys If I take his life, then he'll take mines Powerful mills for blood spills and spine chills Chicks fuck for crack deals, when they can't pay bills That's real, like the AIDS epidemic kills Good for burnin sensation, but you get no fire chills Just back drafts, you could learn a lot from a dummy The brother that pasted is that brother that will last Relax, black, focus your mind on refinement Only then will your powers just be climbin (If they could only be real) Sisters, don't be so quick to put your shit Lettin everybody hit it, equality's your limit (If they could only be real) Reserve the best part for you and me in the bed scenes {Why?} You're in the land of the dreams [Interlude: Man, (Woman)] Umm.. excuse me, Miss Chambers? (Yes, Mr. Chambers?) How you doin, my love? I got remorse, I ain't feelin it I can't feel that. The son is Allah. He's in the sub-conscious State of consciousness. (For real?) You know what I'm sayin? He's livin, as he's prayin it, as recorded by my head nurse He has a lot of core system brainal activity. He restored a life (What is this?) He's doin it, but he got shot by it. There's Nothin more that we can do about it. Let me assure you that there Is a team of specialists, by his side at all times. (Please, Jesus Don't take my baby.) If he can't, we've gave him the best we've got (Please, don't take my baby) *chorus x3 in background of interlude* [Buddha Monk] Nightmares of bein gunned down by fast foes Shows no escape, I awake before my fate Take precaution, when walkin the streets I can't slumber Knowin somewhere lies a bullet with my number Paranoid, can't avoid, what my life is due My mind is strapped, monitored as ICU Flashes of purses, I'm runnin wild, hearin nurses Conversin my mental state with my Old Earth And I can't assure, here baby boy's gonna be fine Stuck in a coma, only speakin with one mind The dream reoccurs, no sight of my assassins In this mug, bloody visions of a gat and a slug Schemin for cream, in a reality it seems To be my mind, duckin death, in that land of dreams *echos* [Chorus x2]