[Verse 1 - Hollywood FLOSS]

Welcome to the Dream where they say you can't make it
But they dont know you finna kick down the door and take it
Embrace it The game need changing a facelift NipTuck
Ask em listen to a song they wanna turn they lips up
Well punk suckers pucker up I've had enough
Calling bluffs bout to win the game over Royal flush
Asking why the album titled House of Dreams
Kept sleeping on me so I'm pursuing them in their dreams
Only fit for a king well I be's a LEO
Staring face to face with their soul like a peep hole
You get one shot dont depend on a sequel
Snakes lie to raise esteem dont trust people
Behold a MC breaking molds uncontrolled
Other rappers say they flossin' but they just fools gold
Old news I'm breaking news Sturdy as a pilar
Here to wake the game up I'm raps dream killer

[Hook]

Killer Killer raps dream killer
Killer Killer raps dream killer
I know they dreaming I fail but I prevail
Wish them well now here's my tale

[Verse 2 - LAWS]

And No we couldn't be the same
Write reality on a bullet and put it in your brain
Then I Laugh, Then I ask
Why treating all these tricks get a mask
Chuurch this preacher will never regret a mass
Too many bars get a graph
You falling off get a grip get a grasp
Or get ready for death get a fifth bend it back
Ain't fucking with these ladies a baby will get them half
You said they want a statement Fuck em tell them that
End quotation bout to get fresh like the end of probation
Seems I'm a villain
These are a means for the scene I'm concealing
Guns stay in ya face
Then I paint like Michelangelo and leave ya dreams on the ceiling

[Hook]

Killer Killer raps dream killer
Killer Killer raps dream killer
I know they dreaming I fail but I prevail
Wish them well now here's my tale

[Verse 3 - Hollywood FLOSS]

Wanna judge everything about me but my music
Critics give me fuel to the fire why not use it
Fuses burn fast at the end of my rope
Thinking I ain't gon make it but I gotta keep hope
My dream is for my mom's mom I watched her struggle
SO the hate receives nothing Motivation for the hustle
And been hurt before, lost fam to the dope game
13 years old crying bedside coping
Dante come home Dre Dunn come home
Cecil come home but reality they gone
Thats where I manned up so this gotta pan out
Can't call audibles stuck with this bad route
But when I do pass I'll get the last laugh
Endzone hands up clouds I'm trying to grab
To hold on to the moment to hold on to the moment
Do anything and everything just to prolong it

[Verse 4 - Hollywood FLOSS]

Critics say a lot but not enough to detour me
My music faith assured the hate only betters me
If this ain't hip-hop, I'll create my on genre
My mantra do you and the things you fond of
Point of no return thats word to Bridget Fonda
They used to laugh at me and my beat up Honda
But I was just laughing saving for a rainy day
Yall was going broke making it rain in a stripper face
False images to save face when you should of saved some big faces
Money for court cases Now you tied like shoelaces
Doing music you don't like cause you pigeonholed