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one night I laid down and turned the lights out<br />next thing I know I'm awake in the white house<br />only a few feet away from the president<br />who's giving answers to reporters while they question his<br />foreign policy his stand on ecology<br />the war on poverty and his plan for the economy<br />and as the camers focuses nobody notices<br />my form crouched underneath a desk motionless<br />then he told them its time for action<br />and he doesn't care who's willing to back him<br />he's attacking for the AMerican dream<br />plans for blasting at the terror regime<br />prepared it would seem to spend dough on more weapons<br />he said no more questions rose and walked past<br />fingers crossed heard him laugh then he saw me it seems<br />and whispered..........<br />(even if you kill me I'll still be in your fuckin' dreams......(repeat))<br /><br />a couple nights with my alarm set for ten I've gone<br />to sleep in my bed then woke up in the pentagon<br />in the basement, adjacent to the war room<br />by the general's chair, where they're planning your doom<br />saying civilian casualties are a small price<br />for killing their faculty to get oil and gas for free<br />the president said these Muslim's practice blasphemy<br />if I don't blast them first they coming after me<br />ain't notice me, talking openly bout smoking three<br />world leaders and covering paw prints of perverts<br />wearing rosaries, it's like a spells holding me<br />controlling me, forcing me to see the sights that they're showing me<br />talking bout blowing these, countries off the map<br />rockets smoke 'em openly, cause we got the gats<br />leaned back in his chair stared at me it seems and said........<br />(even if you kill me I'll still be in your fuckin' dreams.......)<br /><br />some nights when I drift into dream<br />this is the scene, I wake up a killer marine<br />guerilla machine, with a nine milli that scream<br />titanium hollow tip clips to drill out your spleen<br />my team, is the last resort, a special task force<br />performing government hits, we catch a fast corpse<br />then leave without a trace, your body leave without a face<br />send your cadaver off with NASA to rot in outer space<br />this time I've been assigned to find the minds<br />who design anti-American crimes<br />I climb, through the mountains I hear a sound in a cave and<br />I think I found 'em I walk in and cock my pound and I stop<br />I'm shocked astounded at what I see<br />W.B., Mr. American me, chilling with the terrorist three<br />discussing oil prices, my legs went soft like boiled rice with<br />the thought that I'm caught in soiled vice grips<br />stabbing my heart like ice picks<br />the betrayal is never ending like Atrayu and my life is<br />flashing in front of me I cock my gun and they scream.....<br />(even if you kill me I'll still be in your fuckin' dreams!)
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one night I laid down and turned the lights out<br />next thing I know I'm awake in the white house<br />only a few feet away from the president<br />who's giving answers to reporters while they question his<br />foreign policy his stand on ecology<br />the war on poverty and his plan for the economy<br />and as the camers focuses nobody notices<br />my form crouched underneath a desk motionless<br />then he told them its time for action<br />and he doesn't care who's willing to back him<br />he's attacking for the AMerican dream<br />plans for blasting at the terror regime<br />prepared it would seem to spend dough on more weapons<br />he said no more questions rose and walked past<br />fingers crossed heard him laugh then he saw me it seems<br />and whispered..........<br />(even if you kill me I'll still be in your fuckin' dreams......(repeat))<br /><br />a couple nights with my alarm set for ten I've gone<br />to sleep in my bed then woke up in the pentagon<br />in the basement, adjacent to the war room<br />by the general's chair, where they're planning your doom<br />saying civilian casualties are a small price<br />for killing their faculty to get oil and gas for free<br />the president said these Muslim's practice blasphemy<br />if I don't blast them first they coming after me<br />ain't notice me, talking openly bout smoking three<br />world leaders and covering paw prints of perverts<br />wearing rosaries, it's like a spells holding me<br />controlling me, forcing me to see the sights that they're showing me<br />talking bout blowing these, countries off the map<br />rockets smoke 'em openly, cause we got the gats<br />leaned back in his chair stared at me it seems and said........<br />(even if you kill me I'll still be in your fuckin' dreams.......)<br /><br />some nights when I drift into dream<br />this is the scene, I wake up a killer marine<br />guerilla machine, with a nine milli that scream<br />titanium hollow tip clips to drill out your spleen<br />my team, is the last resort, a special task force<br />performing government hits, we catch a fast corpse<br />then leave without a trace, your body leave without a face<br />send your cadaver off with NASA to rot in outer space<br />this time I've been assigned to find the minds<br />who design anti-American crimes<br />I climb, through the mountains I hear a sound in a cave and<br />I think I found 'em I walk in and cock my pound and I stop<br />I'm shocked astounded at what I see<br />W.B., Mr. American me, chilling with the terrorist three<br />discussing oil prices, my legs went soft like boiled rice with<br />the thought that I'm caught in soiled vice grips<br />stabbing my heart like ice picks<br />the betrayal is never ending like Atrayu and my life is<br />flashing in front of me I cock my gun and they scream.....<br />(even if you kill me I'll still be in your fuckin' dreams!)
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