[Intro - Paul Cain]
Yeah, Desert Storm niggaz, Cain
Ghetto, I got these niggaz man (uh huh)
Clue! (yeah),Clue, I'm the first line of defense (yeah)
(Yeah)
(Yeah)
And I'ma show 'em what that means (yeah)
(Yeah)

[Chorus 1 - Paul Cain]
I know these niggaz hoped I wouldn't make it - it, fuck you
Your hatred only made me wanna cake ya - ya, fuck you
Wherever I see you nigga I'ma buck you
And put a hole in your chest that's bigenter deleted
enough to drive a truck through

[Verse 1 - Paul Cain]
I bring the drama back where you lives, splatter flatter your wiz
Reload and then point the Mac Mag at your kids
So what I Signed wit sony sound remorse, the records I still keep peep guns on me
But the difference now it's is only Desertsenter added
If I talk it's gonna be reckless; reckless, I'm ready to die
So when I apply pressure, niggaz gon' respect it
yall ToatTote guns to rob niggaz, I toat told 'em to use
2And leave enemies & of friends alike that like broken and bruisedenter added
They ain't crazy, they just broke and confused; confused, cross me
And they'll be talks of how they found the man smoked on the news
I'ma career crook - they used a mug shot for from my graduation picture
InAnd my junior high school yearbookenter added
Paul Cain never appear shook
YeahYeah, I might talk to my enemies but never police (nah)
You wanna converse it better be brief; brief, you ain't gotta say much
Show me the money and the cheddar'll speakenter added
If it ain't involvin involvin' bread, I ain't with it
I don't need D's on me, I'm already dodgin dodgin' Feds
When the shots from the revolver spread
Duck, I don't discriminate, leave CEO's and artists deadenter added
Make slugs a part of his head
Vanish then pop up in a SL double nickel, scarlet red
Fuck you I'm tryna get my cash right
All my niggaz flip birds and blast pipes, addicted to the fast lifeenter added
Live everyday like my last night; OD'in on night, od'in or X
When I got signed like Len Bias on draft night (yeah)
(Yeah)
Niggaz (uh),enter added
Street Dreams (yeah) (uh), (yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus 2 - Fabolous]
I see ya faggot ass schemin - schemin', fuck you
Bitch you don't wanna swallow semen - semen, fuck you
No you hate the way I'm "Street Dreamin" - street dreamin', fuck you
That's why I ridin, clappin, ridin', clappin', wit the .40 Cal screamin - screamin', fuck you

[Verse 2 - Fabolous]
When I pulled the 5 out; out, I kinda expected
For the backstabbers, back stabbers, to be standin standin' behind me, wit they knives out
Then the Range, wit the fins drove in
I wasn't shocked to see my foes, dressed in friends clothin clothin'

But - I still pull through the stuy; sty, wit handguns
As big as the one, Robocop pulled from his thigh
You prolly heard about the bullets I buy; buy and how it look like
I'm throwin throwin' batteries, when the bullets shoot byenter added
So what, you wear a vest, why would I care
If I aim for ya chest, that be a good idea
Nigga, it's nothing to clap ya; ya but I'm more worried
Bout the groupie cops, who wanna put they cuffs on a rappaenter added
That's why I'm limpin limpin' off wit a freak; freak and a lawyer
Who woulda got O.J. Simpson off in a week
I could show you how to blow up on ya own; own in a Benz
That'll hit a buck! buck and make the windows go up on they ownenter added
Wit a stash box compartment for; for a handgun
That make holes the size of peep holes, on apartment doors
My closet look like department stores; stores and you wonder why
Ya girl's comin comin' home, wit a cigar scent sip for
Cause
'Cause I just dump the light Dutch master Dutch, mash the guts
You won't believe how much ass I touch
Who else struts pass the sluts, and a chain wit so much
AcidAsh and cuts, that it hangs much pass the nutsenter added
That's why I get followed by broads; broads wit deeper throats
Then the people at the circus, that be swallowin swallowin' swords
Y'all hopin hopin' that the Don fall off; off but my money's long enough
To keep shootin shootin' ya bank until, ya arms fall offenter added
I'm eatin, eatin', and I ain't have to use someone's utinsels
And when you clean as me, you know that every bum is against you
But please don't let someone convince you; you to test the kid
And get hit wit slugs as long, as a No. 2 Pencil, fucka
[Chorus 2 - 2x]I see ya faggot ass schemin', fuck you
Bitch you don't wanna swallow semen, fuck you
No you hate the way I'm street dreamin', fuck you
That's why I ridin', clappin', wit the .40 Cal screamin', fuck you

I see ya faggot ass schemin', fuck you
Bitch you don't wanna swallow semen, fuck you
No you hate the way I'm street dreamin', fuck you
That's why I ridin', clappin', wit the .40 Cal screamin', fuck you