[Chorus]

Must be dreaming, yeah must be dreaming (yeah yeah)

These my instincts, crushin' down your being yeah (ooh damn)

Must be dreaming, yeah must be dreaming (yeah yeah)

These my instincts crushin’ down on your being (ay)

[Verse 1]

Look, i'm pretty simple in my taste of music

I just like to make it, yeah, really cinematic

And if you wanna come at me, you better make it dramatic

You don't think I get angry but when I do imma flourish

No one talks to me. So don’t try to test my limits

Don't try to outrun me, I'm a verbal machine, sky is the summit

Burn the dread down piece by piece, and then they start askin' for peace

Then my mouth starts to seize, I stop, then they come to backstab me

Ay

I start to say what I think (yeah yeah)

I then write it down burnin' the thing (ooh damn)

Like an abomination, drown it in a sink (yeah yeah)

Decapitate it, it still lives in the ring (oh god)

Leave it be then it spreads, infecting (yeah yeah)

Get outta my head you worthless being (god damn)

I won't stop verbally, imma just make a literature potion, it starts brewing (yeah)

Now I will emphasize your worthless existence, you are nothin', you just get credit for bein' dangerous

But I’m not livid, you broken thing, I feel sad how useless you are, you masochist being

Time to expose you, just how hollow and vivid you really are

Microscopic neurotic malfunctioning is your only chance of winning (yeah)

Must be dreaming, must be dreaming, ay ay

Lost in seeing, must be dreaming (must be dreaming ay)

I ripped you in 2, not a feeling, must be dreaming (must be dreaming ay)

Now imma do that 2 more times, did you hear that, ay

[Chorus]

Must be dreaming, yeah must be dreaming (yeah yeah)

These my instincts, crushin’ down your being yeah (ooh damn)

Must be dreaming, yeah must be dreaming (yeah yeah)

These my instincts crushin' down on your being (ay)

[Verse 2]

When I get angry I lose prosperity, it’s global warming but mentally

There is no happiness, it starts to become unhealthy, not wealthy, just clinging on barely

Imma leave a cliffhanger, but there's no sequel, it just left me hanging, like a coat on a wardrobe

But I'm holding one hand on the cliff though, you better call me Sylvester Stallone

Now i'm driven to come at you, but you don’t want to come at me, you can't even stand up on both feet

You writin' war poems, 'cause this is "World War Me", you can't even do this, propaganda is now useless

You can't convince these emotions otherwise, I'm now feelin' pretty ruthless

Now goddamn, I'm feelin pretty angry, nah fuck them, imma confess, I don't care

I'm not solemn, call this a victory speech, it's my ceremony

Music is my remedy, you better bet that I know me

This is my allegory

Talkin' back to me, you've cornered yourself, I got 5 senses, nah 6

'Cause I see you and I see dead people, now that's a plot-twist

Now you're my ghostwriter, 'cause you helpin' my anger write these lyrics

And I know this is helpin' me get to the top, but now I got iron fists

Now I can punch through a wall, make it big or make it small, it's just concrete

What you gonna to me, nothing, well let's make it simple, you are nothing

Now I am eating these beats, keepin' my blood pressure low, strong heartbeat

Wait where did you go, I am not done yet, kiddo, we still have round 3

[Chorus]

Must be dreaming, yeah must be dreaming (yeah yeah)

These my instincts, crushin' down your being yeah (ooh damn)

Must be dreaming, yeah must be dreaming (yeah yeah)

These my instincts crushin' down on your being (ay)

[Verse 3]

Now let's stop talking about me, let's talk about the people that hate

I don't need to need listen 'bout what you fuckin' say to me, and denounce me, and hate my work, hypocrite fate

And I ignore it, I appreciate the love, but that little thing, gets stuck in my brain

We work hard, everyday, you just criticize work, and do nothing, worthless mate

I don't think, I don't care, what you say gets stuck there

Face to face, you are faceless

Next song, anger breaking late, 'bout my hate, my hatred, my fate is tainted

You're place, in this world, you are goddamn useless, ay

[Chorus]

Must be dreaming, yeah must be dreaming (yeah yeah)

These my instincts, crushin' down your being yeah (ooh damn)

Must be dreaming, yeah must be dreaming (yeah yeah)

These my instincts crushin' down on your being (ay)