Artist: Diaz f/ Beretta 9, RZA Album: You Must Be Dreaming (S) Song: You Must Be Dreaming Typed by: Davida.b. [Intro: Beretta 9] Yeah, one two, check it [Beretta 9] Aiyo, what makes Kinetic get on some live wire shit? Not much, but when Beretta, I'm on some set a fire shit I'm no devil, but the flow is hell, though Just on another level, I'm quick to tell you 'hell no' And never trouble, I haven't been to jail, so In case you see me there, don't think, I won't rebel, or It's not, I don't care, just you're not playin' fair, bro' That's where I stand, but you better get out my chair, hoe Don't understand, but I bet you, hear the snare go When I pop you in the ear, and your head bounce on the dance floor Why you even think, you even had the chance for B.O.B.B.Y., B9, and Diaz for? [Chorus: RZA] *Schh* You get shot in the ass for, talkin' that bullshit, and as for You wild niggas tryin' to rap, like you bustin' them gats, ya'll dreaming They be talkin' that they bustin' your cap And they carryin' straps, but they dreamin' Niggas be, dreamin', ya'll niggas just dreaming [RZA] Yo, chalked from the wood grain and alcohol, son, I chew barks Spin your head like Technics, made you write the new mart See The W footprint? Made from the shoe mark Yeah, it's Bob Digital, bitch, not Bob Newhart Splash through the Norwegian sea like Black Orca Sippin' on weed, next beer with Johnny Walker No scrutiny, no shipwreck, or mutiny Got the kevlar suit, don't think about shooting me Holding the golden scepter, you be folding Bow to The RZA like the great King Oden My wiz is mighty like is Isis, my son is like Osirus Wu-Tang Clan be the wisest Like Professor Xavier, got stock like Doctor Octavia More Vikings than Scandinavia, you better watch your behavior I be myself, so I'mma be the self savior [Chorus] [Diaz] Ya'll Dorothy rappers, must be dreaming And I don't really care, on who you're leaning Reality bites you when I bring my team in Your girl's a North whore, ass pumped with semen Shit, I gotta cake it, get some CREAM in I mean's, more office hustlin', more schemin' Yeah, I'm a Christian, but I want that Diavolo I sware, I got you RZA, just holla, bro' Now every rapper, has been a young Pablo They all worked in the bakery, like I don't know They only fuck with posters, far as models go That's not me, so yo non ti avolo But this year -- it's D-I-A-Z's I spit over g's with Beez, B-E, please Girls on they knees, for me, except M.D.'s Last kid outta my dick, is all I ever squeeze [Chorus]