Slumber Brothers
I'm the dust sprinkler, mr. Wink atcha
superstar, mr. Who wants a signature
im fuckin rich, got a bitch and a big ass car
house on the hill, living large
but I got a feeling that something aint right though
when i see the night fall
I turn to a psycho
cyclone
I'm nipple twisting the whole scene
as I scream: " I have a dream! "
That might scare folks like a nightmare
you never quit had thoughts that I share
this iz your brain on drugs: the fryd egg
they always say dont touch the knife's edge...
Yet... curiousity killed the cat kids
even though we can always hear the snake in the grass hiss
we take our chances and get bitten
and wind up a dead kitten...
Victim, I put em to sleep like Charles Dickens
Man with themask, mad villain
mad appealing, mad at rap and rappers there's more than a billion
I put em in a box, put the box in a building
Cause I'm more than willing to do the devils deeds
when I catch a case I call Keanu Reaves
dont disturb me when I'm fast asleep
It might be the moment that I have a dream
About a trip where I'm seeing shit like odissee
I'm floating ona cloud with Jen Connely
(probably) got all the luck I got a million bucks
I hope I wont wake up... broke as fuck...
cause I'm just getting started... mind fuckin, you retarded
break into your appartment, start pissing on ya carpet
this black man is not theissue, the issue is you spitting out ya bloody tissue...
It's crystal clear the way the rap flows...
elevated levels, staring at the cloud light like eskmo
I shure as hell wont be the asshole bitchin... as the world keeps spinning...
you may think you can fuck with us, think that your winning
but the feeling wont last like zed in pulp fiction
I wish i could show yall, it's not what it seems
you only excist, cause I have a dream...
It comes from the subconscience
constant conflict, no non-sense
betta beware cause monsters excist
their quick to pull you in the water, under the bridge
that shit stinks like vomit and piss
rub the lamp and we'll grant you one wish
one hit wonder crushers...
you can call us the slumber brothers...
superstar, mr. Who wants a signature
im fuckin rich, got a bitch and a big ass car
house on the hill, living large
but I got a feeling that something aint right though
when i see the night fall
I turn to a psycho
cyclone
I'm nipple twisting the whole scene
as I scream: " I have a dream! "
That might scare folks like a nightmare
you never quit had thoughts that I share
this iz your brain on drugs: the fryd egg
they always say dont touch the knife's edge...
Yet... curiousity killed the cat kids
even though we can always hear the snake in the grass hiss
we take our chances and get bitten
and wind up a dead kitten...
Victim, I put em to sleep like Charles Dickens
Man with themask, mad villain
mad appealing, mad at rap and rappers there's more than a billion
I put em in a box, put the box in a building
Cause I'm more than willing to do the devils deeds
when I catch a case I call Keanu Reaves
dont disturb me when I'm fast asleep
It might be the moment that I have a dream
About a trip where I'm seeing shit like odissee
I'm floating ona cloud with Jen Connely
(probably) got all the luck I got a million bucks
I hope I wont wake up... broke as fuck...
cause I'm just getting started... mind fuckin, you retarded
break into your appartment, start pissing on ya carpet
this black man is not theissue, the issue is you spitting out ya bloody tissue...
It's crystal clear the way the rap flows...
elevated levels, staring at the cloud light like eskmo
I shure as hell wont be the asshole bitchin... as the world keeps spinning...
you may think you can fuck with us, think that your winning
but the feeling wont last like zed in pulp fiction
I wish i could show yall, it's not what it seems
you only excist, cause I have a dream...
It comes from the subconscience
constant conflict, no non-sense
betta beware cause monsters excist
their quick to pull you in the water, under the bridge
that shit stinks like vomit and piss
rub the lamp and we'll grant you one wish
one hit wonder crushers...
you can call us the slumber brothers...
Credits
Writer(s): Frank Boersma, Mark Van Dijk, Jannes Lelieveld, Peter Lelieveld
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