* DJ scratches "the lesson of the day" while L'Ron talks over intro *
Damn.. I had this dream..
It was.. I don't know man it was out there..
.. but it was right here..
I don't know how to describe it..
Hmm..
Long ago I dreamt of a place called this
I thought my mind shift I was blinded by some twisted shit
You see there was a wicked overlord
that regulated over blackboards
No one ever saw him
but his henchmen stalked the land and damaged
the minds of my own kind, blind to the ways
of the overlord that overforced the acts that passed led
by the mentally dead, forcefed this propaganda
Demanding stand tall - man do as I say, or crawl
This is your reality - echoed through my sleepy dream
People scream, silent cries, echoed by - homicide
rates, increasing, no ceasing the silence
Violence is a mental thing, the pendulum swings
but something wicked this way comes, murmurs through the slums
Some claim to be a player, but in this game, we all pawns
All spawn, by the overlord
We overcame on a petty four-score
of ancient folklore, but the overlord kept plottin
Take, and I'll give you all the ROTTEN things I've gotten
cause it's hot, in this hell on earth
where you ain't worth a nickel
And you can't even see the shit that makes your cells go sickle
While fickle fuckers who don't follow strive for dyin quick
El-imination tactics practiced by those wack ass henchmen
Yeah then, you tell them I got plans for when it's finished
Cause this ain't just a dream, and a place called this exists
This ain't just a dream, and a place called this exists
This ain't just a dream, and a place called this exists