Released on November 22, 2005

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[Verse 1: Cesar Comanche]

Woke up from a dream today

Paid a price to sleep, hope it won’t come true – man, I do pray

Started in a carway

Ill outcome, this one scene in my head where she won’t stay

There ain’t shit I could do, vision true knew

That I shouldn’t hate before bed – yo, I’m through

Music from a didgeridoo

Constant sound in background – all bugged out, singing blues

A mysterious man, real tall, had no face

World in the center of his ill space

Then a book titled “Disgrace” dropped down

And the man vanished without a trace


[Hook: Cesar Comanche]

“This gift that I gave you

If mistreated, will enslave you,”

That’s what it said, first line in black and white

"Dream on to smile"

Last time I ate at night, ran through my mind

“This gift that I gave you

If mistreated, will enslave you,”

Man, that’s deep

Feel weak, no waking up

I’m real stuck – wish I had not fell asleep


[Verse 2: Cesar Comanche]

I ran on and you know it wasn’t long

‘Til I saw the state of the world that I was in

Expressed through sight and sound if you’re itching

To scratch, and even occasional backspin

Relax if you comprehend 'cause, with reading

Material, it’s just speaking to me, a special friend

This text is written in lyrical

Yo, with nothing satirical

Literal, perplex on how it ends

People were creating trends from thin air

Cornucopia styles, natural Ric Flair

Cats wanted something rare

Then the hunger stopped, changed dreams into a nightmare


[Hook: Cesar Comanche]

“This gift that I gave you

If mistreated, will enslave you,”

That’s what it said, first line in black and white

"Dream on to smile"

Last time I ate at night, ran through my mind

“This gift that I gave you

If mistreated, will enslave you,”

Man, that’s deep

Feel weak, no waking up

I’m real stuck – wish I had not fell asleep


[Verse 3: Cesar Comanche]

Why’d the dream merchant give me the raw deals?

‘Cause serene landscape changed to dark hills

Expression is a thing of the past – in the cash, we’re molded

Lay in a crease, we’re folded

[Didn’t like appearance golded?] – y’all showing disrespect

Now you know what to expect

Eyes went from brown to green

Sad with some grit to clean

Proud man made to fiend

Straight up [?], Clone Wars in past

Now we’re in The Empire’s grasp

Got us chained up and caged

And we’re mining Gold and Platinum, no clue that we’re slaves

A few have the heart that’s brave

Made the high and lay low with no place to go

Plans of being a pro

And get your message heard, broadcast of blessed words

Seems absurd ‘cause the children look like 'The Walking Dead'

Now the time came that I dread

The faceless man appeared, said, 

“You’re doomed to die if you don’t understand what you have read”


[Hook: Cesar Comanche]

“This gift that I gave you

If mistreated, will enslave you,”

That’s what it said, first line in black and white

"Dream on to smile"

Last time I ate at night, ran through my mind

“This gift that I gave you

If mistreated, will enslave you,”

Man, that’s deep

Feel weak, no waking up

I’m real stuck – wish I had not fell asleep