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Buddha Monk

The Prophecy (promo only) *

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* only appeared on the promo version of this LP[Intro: Sampled singer, (girl)]ooohh.. ooohh... (You go girl)If they could only be real (Buddha, Buddha, wake up)If they could only be real (Buddha, baby, wake up)If they could only be real (Buddha! Buddha, get up!)If they could only be real (Buddha, what`s the matter!? Get up!)If they could only be real (Buddha! K-Blunt, Spiritual, he won`t wake up!What`s the matter with him!?)[Buddha Monk, (sampled singer), {Drunken Dragon}]In the land of the dreams I visualize to stay aliveThirty-six brides and a mansion that stands highGotta get the cash, gotta get the doughDiggin in my stash, shit is movin too slowTime to re-up, so I could live up, the lap of luxuryThirty-two g`s and a beam, that`s a man`s dreamThere`s gonna be a lot of cuttin ass tonightKnowin that you might be that nigga that has to pay that priceThe desire of my trust, it was just a fuckin lust(In the land of my dreams) there`s ashes to ashes and dust to dustIn there any shape of figure we could ever trust?{No! only in the land of the dreams.}[Chorus: sampled singer]In the land of my dreams (If they could only be real)In the land of my dreams (If they could only be real)In the land of my dreams (If they could only be real)In the land of my dreams (If they could only be real)[Buddha Monk, (sampled singer)]Life`s a scheme, false covenants and shattered dreamsCrack fiends, my third eye`s seenNow this is Hell, now beyond us, thinkin Jeffery DomerIf that ain`t the devil, Brooklyn must be the BahamasMy drama`s my crazy encounters with eight-five guysIf I take his life, then he`ll take minesPowerful mills for blood spills and spine chillsChicks fuck for crack deals, when they can`t pay billsThat`s real, like the AIDS epidemic killsGood for burnin sensation, but you get no fire chillsJust back drafts, you could learn a lot from a dummyThe brother that pasted is that brother that will lastRelax, black, focus your mind on refinementOnly then will your powers just be climbin(If they could only be real)Sisters, don`t be so quick to put your shitlettin everybody hit it, equality`s your limit(If they could only be real)Reserve the best part for you and me in the bed scenes{Why?} You`re in the land of the dreams[Interlude: Man, (Woman)]Umm.. excuse me, Miss Chambers? (Yes, Mr. Chambers?)How you doin, my love? I got remorse, I ain`t feelin it.I can`t feel that. The son is Allah. He`s in the sub-consciousstate of consciousness. (For real?) You know what I`m sayin?He`s livin, as he`s prayin it, as recorded by my head nurse.He has a lot of core system brainal activity. He restored a life.(What is this?) He`s doin it, but he got shot by it. There`snothin more that we can do about it. Let me assure you that thereis a team of specialists, by his side at all times. (Please, Jesus,don`t take my baby.) If he can`t, we`ve gave him the best we`ve got.(Please, don`t take my baby)*chorus x3 in background of interlude*[Buddha Monk]Nightmares of bein gunned down by fast foesShows no escape, I awake before my fateTake precaution, when walkin the streets I can`t slumberKnowin somewhere lies a bullet with my numberParanoid, can`t avoid, what my life is dueMy mind is strapped, monitored as ICUFlashes of purses, I`m runnin wild, hearin nursesConversin my mental state with my Old Earthand I can`t assure, here baby boy`s gonna be fineStuck in a coma, only speakin with one mindThe dream reoccurs, no sight of my assassinsin this mug, bloody visions of a gat and a slugSchemin for cream, in a reality it seemsto be my mind, duckin death, in that land of dreams *echos*[Chorus x2]

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