[Verse 1 - Jay Reaper)
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 ain't right though
When i see the night fall
I turn to a psycho, cyclone
I'm nipple twisting the whole scene
While I scream: ”I have a dream!“

[Verse 2 - Skits Vicious]
That might scare folks like a nightmare
You never quite had thoughts that I share
This is your brain on drugs, the fried egg
They always say don't touch the knifes 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

[Verse 3 - Jay Reaper]
Victim, I put em to sleep like Charles Dickens
Man with the mask, Madvillain
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
[Verse 4 - Skits Vicious]
Cause I'm more than willing to do the devils deeds
When I catch a case I call Keanu Reaves
Don't disturb me when I'm passed asleep
It might be the moment that I have a dream

[Verse 5 - Jay Reaper]
About a trip where I'm seeing shit like odissee
I'm floating on a cloud with Jen Connelly
(probably) got all the luck I got a million bucks
I hope I won't wake up broke as fuck
Cause I'm just getting started… mind fuckin you retarded
Break into your appartment, start pissing on your carpet
This black man is not the issue, the issue is you spitting out ya bloody tissue

[Verse 5 - Skits Vicious]
It's crystal clear the way the rap flows
Elevated levels, staring at the cloud light like eskmo
I'm sure as hell won't be the asshole bitchin
As the world keeps spinning

[Verse 6 - Jay Reaper]
You may think you can fuck with us, think that you're winning
But the feeling won't last like zed in pulp fiction
I wish i could show yall, it's not what it seems
You only exist, cause I have a dream
[Verse 7 - Skits Vicious]
It comes from the subconscience
Constant conflict, no non-sense
Better beware cause monsters excist
They're 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