What is a nightmare? The 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 suspicious, when I stepped on a crack on Aunt Edna's stoop
And got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeons
Then we flew the coop to Michigan to start a new be-ditching

Missouri from Michigan didn't work
So we moved back to Missouri from Michigan, from Missouri 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
Lex Luthor, (*##$, her rules are krypton-ite?

To the walls and I've lost my power to see through them (*##$es
But I run into them, running through the kitchen
Pretending to be blind, Superman

Cos I had no supervision
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 Ronnie brought over this new, but different
Music into the picture and it become my new religion

?I remember it clearly, even today?
Move back to Michigan again, to live 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 fvcking clue what you was missing
I'd zone out with my headphones, all I remember doing's wishing
For shoes, fvck them stupid pumas (*##$, 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 boomin', 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 %#@!, he'd go complete ballistic
Go through the roof for his %#@!

It's like we knew the instant
We touched a mic that both of us two existed to do this %#@!
Never quit, too persistent


Started a group of misfits
Proof had a proposition

If we all brand together, there ain't no stopping this %#@!
Come up with aliases, bipolar opposites and
Be ready to come off the top as sharp position

If you got dissed at the shop cos if they caught you slippin'
They'd take your spot if someone got to rippin' you
And you forgot your written

Opportunity knocked us once, it ain't knocking again
[??]
I fvcking got that (*##$ 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
(*##$ 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

Cos feelings scar but egos bruise worse
And the truth hurts, %#@! no wonder you're sore losers
Ooh, no more trippin in bird %#@!, 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

They shall not escape my vengence


And I'm the kid with them ears like Dumbo's gone
With the uncle Ron
I'm turning into an unhumble Don
You blind dumbos, all I got is dick for you to crumble on

So stop the show, but I need a drum roll for I go on
Better back away from the front row, get [?]
I'm the fvcking jungle tron
I'm a juggernaut, you do not wanna crumble, you bambacluts
I'll leave you stretched out, like a fvcking yard

So mow the fvcking lawn, your $$#es are blades of grass
And I'm fvcking up this whole landscape of rap
The GOAT just ate eight acres, and ate the vet
Who just make a path and take you straight to your favourite rapper
Oh look, my notebook with smoke cook

Like the flow stood a foot over the flame on the stove, soot

Like oak wood was burning

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