[Verse 1: KidCrusher]
Decapitating operating
Pulling out the shit that I don't think you needing
When you bleeding I be feeding on the shit that I'm deleting
Miss believing, your achieving nothing that you put your key in

Always doing nothing never thinking of regretting
Using the law to protect your head that I'm huntin'
Kinda like chicken huntin'
But you never knew shit about the Juggalo family

This was never meant to be about you and me
Fucking up everything you used to be
A friend with me, a friend to see
Backstabbin eleven but your behind doors

Wanna rap with me? Why can't you see
The night I had your back when a fag tried to shank you
And thank you, for the knife in the back
How the fuck should i react when in fact when you attack
You go for the nut sack

[Hook]
Sweet Dreams, close your mother fucking eyes
Sweet Dreams, cause your about to die
Sweet Dreams, to hell forget the sky
Sweet Dreams are made of these

[Verse 2: KidCrusher]
Your throat fucked up, hater mutilation
Just made up your family's invitation
Your turn to die a front row humiliation
Hit on my bitch equals your castration

Death and pain is what I'm about
I'll torture you in my cellar and listen to you shout
Shallow cuts lighter burns day in and day out
Don't think you'll get away
Your gonna die beyond any fucking doubt

We underground horrorcore
So fucking wicked no one could ever ignore
One punch to the face you'll be on the fucking floor
When I'm done your found mutilated
Alongside your mainstream whore

Slit drain drawl puss pale dead
I'm gonna throw you up and down
And leave you on the bed
Cut open fucked apart
Ripped you to pieces then I eat your heart

Nail your head to the wall and play games like darts
Aim for the eye, a mother fucking bullseye
I'm running out of targets so I aim for the sky
Wandering and wondering what ill do next

Leave a message in blood, nah fuck it ill use text
But if you want her head back, I'm holding it for ransom
Cus every time I see her head I gotta try and keep my pants on
Aussie Aussie Aussie fucking Hoe Hoe Hoe!

[Hook]
Sweet Dreams, close your mother fucking eyes
Sweet Dreams, cause your about to die
Sweet Dreams, to hell forget the sky
Sweet Dreams are made of these

[Verse 3: Stash]
Every time I get forty winks I thinks about
Killing that will when I go out
Thank you shank you I got no banks fool
Its the south side story like Lloyd Banks fool

Ain't no click like the one I'm in
Guns go off cus you know I'm here now
I'm coming with the thunder and I ain't no wonder
I leave your ass burnt like it was summer

You stupid mother fucker you think that I'm a sucker
I cock this shit back and buck yah
Leave you under six feet dirt
Tombstone reading, trick ass skirt

I get back first and I bring the fire
Now ya'll bow down and call me sire
You think that I'm a lier
I wake up tired of you fools
Still wanna try me fools?

I'm back with the raps and I ain't talking crap
As a matter a fact its a fact jack
Sweet dreams are made of this
And ain't a dream a bitch

With the dreams full of blood and the murderous shit
My dreams are sweet and I love every vision
With people screaming with every incision
I get back in my position so everybody listen
If not just wait for us to get to the killing

[Hook]
Sweet Dreams, close your mother fucking eyes
Sweet Dreams, cause your about to die
Sweet Dreams, to hell forget the sky
Sweet Dreams are made of these