[Verse 1: Ras Ka**] It was all a dream I used to read the Source magazine 2Pac and Biggie Smalls drinking Hennesseys You fiend to see Public Enemy number one with a bullet Cap peeler turn n***as ?seasons? to mullets (like whoa!) Like ninja a**a**ins! Make the floor creak, bottom of my feet got latches All grown up; now I'm smashin' an Aston The world turns about as fast as the cash spends Avalanche, leave them gaspin' in Aspen You a never was, I'd rather be a has-been But I'm right now and this is right now You're allergic to sk** so put the mic down My b**hes take E pills, daze and vic- down My shoe game's sick, sh** looks like Niketown I see through n***as just like a nightgown You're about to witness the evolution of sight sound [Hook] ADIDAS - All day I dream about spittin ADIDAS - The freestyle sounds like writtens A.D.I.D.A.S - I'm so fresh ADIDAS - All day I dream about spittin ADIDAS - Put the mic down, dawg, you're bullsh**ting A.D.I.D.A.S - I'm so fresh [Verse 2: Ras Ka**] Sportin my suede PUMAs Gore-Tex, K-Swiss, Diadora, Ellesse British Knights FILAs ma mia, Morris, Reeboks Sergio Tacchini suedesuits Remember back in the days EK gla**es, snakeskin on the frames Don't hate on me man I walk the street like its magic data grain Once again, an unsigned hype Hypochondriac, I'm sick all the time What kind of style do y'all like? I got that SARS, that swine flu Spit bubonic, arthritis flow Retire old cats like cush did to chronic And my pistols demonic So you can go to hell with an a** full of ?blue bonnets? Yeah now they're finally dropping hot sh** Brittany Spears eating toys made in China - I'm toxic Pick a b**h up holdin' my wood like chopsticks While young n***as sold dope just to cop sh** [Hook] [Outro: Frankie Fitch] This message is live and direct from the T dot 416 to the 954 Letting you know that your morning voice is very s**y And I dig your thick smooth skin