• I'm livin' in a- land of dreams, a land of machines
    A land of prostitutin' teens, with money-makin' schemes
    Coke fiends with ripped jeans, fallin 'part at the seams
    Blocks are governed by teams, ruling with infrared beams
    If you have a child today, pray that your child is straight
    'Cause if someone don't like what he say, he may be taken away
    'Cause the hate, is so strong, and so long, as we wait
    We're further away, from being absolved of this fate
    Guided by the arms of Satan, patiently waitin'
    For our whole God-damned nation to be lured in by the baitin'
    I always hated to say that I agree with this statement
    But life hates us, and every day that b*tch is on her menstruation
    But still, every day we dream of what the future may bring
    Bouncin' back up like a spring, when the pain, starts to sting
    All the men, proud as kings, women as poised as the queens
    Fightin' for the day reality comes out of our dreams...