Dreams of Money - Mickey Factz

Beepers and cell phone users are coke rulers

So in summer when snows moving, the roads ruined

(We'll be right over!)

Get a plow, get a blaow, you get a trial

For a rich lawyer to get it reconciled (A customer!)

These dreams turn to nightmares, you’ll see Freddy smile

Your life can end in one ring like a wedding vow (The telephone!)

Phone call 'bout a bread pile, will get you drowned

Indecent proposal can leave your whole bed defiled

You want Moore like Demi, so for the chedder now (I'll say we do!)

Ain’t nothing on sale, but you selling out

Look where you headed

Searching for a comforter but not where your bed is

For that green sheet you count sheep like a shepherd

Psalm 23, on repeat like a record, that’s scratched from the beginning

Slumber for the presidents (Ha ha)

They tried to kill Reagan twice that’s evidence (Ha ha)

Women put their bodies on display and sell a bit but not celibate

They waking up hell bent feeling devilish (Good morning)

Money’s the root of all evil so the message is

The relatives on your family tree can be your nemesis

Visions of canopy’s counting salaries in ya crib

Isn’t reality but the fantasy helps ya live (We'll get it)

Homeless people street dream but they can’t handle

So they panhandle (Ok!)

Water washed away their sand castle

So they’re trapped inside of a black apple

Where the worms go back and forth like hand paddles (Ha ha)

Hanging off a fire escape I see it all

Hand on a ladder, making my words be a wall (What do ya know?)

Could’ve studied at Seton Hall but luckily me and art

Don’t snore or yawn, either or

I’m back bro (Hey!)

Singing lullabies for the cash flow (Hey!)

They call me butterfly cause I’m that dope

Stutter lines got called a cocoon, but when the stacks grow

I attract folks

They assholes who jump in their sleep, tadpoles in bathrobes

Now all they can do is nap, so

They attach dough to fabric up on a flagpole

Salute it like Castro

Beauties turn beast for it, no glass rose

And they would lie worse than pinocchio’s last nose (My nose!)

And that’s low

Inspiring actress

On a mattress

Slipping out of a black dress

Just to be that next

Star…

Bet on their ass and ass bet (On the bed!)

Pillow fights to cash checks

Silly right?

Yes

Eyes wide shut

If that’s the windows to your soul, put your blinds up (Ha ha ha)

Daydreaming bout my bucks

At least I see what I’m doing so when I rise up

Dollar signs in my eye ducts (Hahahahahaha!)

Cry tears that make sense, blind fear makes strength

My brush sways left, blind folded to the paint sketch (OK!)

My eyes rolling while I take breaths (Yezzir!)

If I doze then I may have slept on what I may have dreamt (Oh Boy!)

Hold up like I made a tent

I’m broke but I’m still paying rent

I’m living like I’m bed ridden how my day is spent

I’m hanging with SegaSonic, but everybody think it’s Kemp

Fall asleep with a woman for a ladies scent

Penny for her thoughts, I need closure (Ha Ha!)

Want to be well-rested when it’s over (Ha Ha!)

One hand on the holster

Because before I get broke, I’ll put myself in a coma