Things I Dream [Deluxe Edition] CunninLynguists

(verse 1 - Natti)
Arctic perspiration, heartless and impatient
No angel just a devil from shoulder to shoulder pacin
Fillin my gaze with hate, eyes cold as Alaskan basements
Aim at rappin clay targets while labels move like the Masons
I hang around outside of their building amongst the vagrants
Dangerous as loaded stainless, Majority versus minority
Cool as Cube's bat cocked back at the Priority
Warning the flashlight cops to stop where they stand
As I proceed to beat the publishing up out of this man
I tell him get the fuck up
They yellin how could he stand?
I don't expect him to, bitch
I pound him close to the land
Louisville Slugger cover every inch of his noggin bobbin
With every strike, askin what Heaven like
The reverend might, when he visit that is
If his spirit is near it
But if you yell toward Hell he'd hear it more vivid
But I'm under slumber, you get it? to live it I'd have to let you all

(verse 2 - Deacon)
Once upon a time I seen it clearer than the bluest day
Got off in some crimes, seen that line turn bluish grey
Q&A with self about murder, pussy & politics
Word around hte world is money and I want all of it
WOrld crooked like St. Ides, eye's acknowledge this
Just ask them Virginia Tech college kids
While ya'll wait for apologies, I'm low like a fox
Get between me and yo rocks and I'll put yo ass in a box
I feel the odds favor robbin a world without God
Money's the language of humanity, gimme Visa cards
I need ya cash and ya car, before I smash ya facade
Orwatch this classic toy make you collapse to the sod
Under the yard boy
Since a child these thoughts lurkin in my shadows
I heard em placin wagers on how well I'd face my battles
Accelerate to adult, failed but never faltered
I'm standing upon rock that'd make powder out Gibralter