What is a nightmare? A dictionary tells us it is a terrifying dream, a nightmare
I used to think I had bad luck, but I wasn't superstitious Till one day I grew suspcious when I stepped on a crack on [?] And got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeons Then we flew the coop to Michigan to start a new begi [?] Missuri from Michigan didn't work So we moved back to Missouri from Michigan from Misuri back to Michigan Someone put me out my misery, I can't do this again Mom please stick to a decision Discipline, last thing I wanna do is listen she's like Let's [?]
But I did have a super power though I could turn into invisible kid Dissapear out of sight, like a true magician And one day uncle Ronney brought over this new, but different Music into the picture and it become my new religion "I remember clearly, even today" Move back to Michigan again chillin' with my Grandma [? Ned] Always itchin' for something to do. Was flipping Through the radio stations one day And discovered this DJ who was mixing I say it to this day, if you ain't listened to the the wizard You ain't have a fucking clue what you was missing I'd zone out with my headphones all I remember doing's wishing For shoes, fuck them stupid [?] bitch it's all about them new edition [?] You get them hella Cool J [?] Think I finally maneuvered to 8 Mile and [? Hoover] and somehow I found my future is in this That's how I know my mission Little boom box [?] and spitting Practicing numerous rhythms When I sit in my room envisioning my dreams come true for wishin' I remember Proof would visit Couldn't wait to play him my new shit he'd go complete ballistic Go through the roof for his shit It's like we knew the instant We tossed a mic that both of us existed to do this shit Never quid, too persistent
Started a group of misfits Proof had a proposition If we all brand together, there ain't no stopping this shit Come up with alliases, bipolar opposites and Be ready to come off the top [?] If you got dissed at the [?] cos if they caught you slippin' They'd take your spot if someone got to rippin you And you forgot your written
I fucking got that bitch in a headlock Cut off his oxygen Slim [?]
I'm in a league Muhammad's in All these [?] bombing them Probably end up on top of them Stomping them like [?] Flow vomits in your face Competitors fall at my waist You spit a rhyme, I spit in a rhyme's face So name the time, place to battle Bitch I'm still in that mind state Don't make me step on you and make you wine grapes Cry babies, maybe my way that I use words is loose But you turds better be careful how you choose yours [?] but egos bruise worse And the truth hurts, shit no wonder you're sore losers Ooh, no more trippin in bird shit this songs a self empowerment surgeon Words of encouragement but this [?] The rap games God but the name's not James Todd? I'm just a wordsmith So let these words lift Cos all I got is bars for you dumbbells and doors ain't working out Each verse is more [?] than the first And you ain't got to wear no shoes and shirt in this beast? to get served