[Hook x2.5: Viro The Virus]

Do dreams really come true?

And if so what must you do

For your dream's light to come through?

I'ma dream 'till I come to

A time when my dreams ain't dreams no more

'Cause I've realized them



[Verse 1: Viro The Virus]

In a field of dreams I feel my dreams like I slept on a braille bed

And live 'em cause well done is way better than well said

Like life is way better than well dead

I've marched so many miles I can't even spell tread

Countless dubs of blue and quality time in the stu'

Slaving overtime to make this dream come true (It's got to)

I'm just manifesting the predestined

And blessing each who digest me like beef stew

In school they called me "Quiet Boy"

I mean I had a lot to say but I was trapped in my scars, stuck in a silent war

No time for whores, my goal's planetary

My own lone companion and sole adversary

And to my dismay 'till this day still a war's on

Formed a truce with my spirit now we grapple morons

And poor songs are spreading all over

They got it all wrong, I'll make their art over Arz Nova



[Hook x2: Viro The Virus]

Do dreams really come true?

And if so what must you do

For your dream's light to come through?

I'ma dream 'till I come to

A time when my dreams ain't dreams no more

'Cause I've realized them



[Verse 2: Viro The Virus]

Pour my soul into a soundscape

Paint the horizon with my mindstate

Don't worry I'll shield you from the flurries

It's a tale of insatiable yearning

My always-there-hunger to pillage, plunder and tear the industry asunder

With sound from the ground under

For heresy weapon V'll technically slice you like a section C

But it seems execs will never see

Still I strive the rhyme restless

Despite my like five denied efforts

Train of thought drive reckless

Prime objective: to crash on the market

Then blast off my star ship's divine essence

Designed infectious

Serpents plot to see me fail

But it's a lock the V will prevail

Global takeover with these CDs through retail

Use the equator as my 3-rail

And speed-line to a direction above to

Lessen your love for these thespian thugs

Pretentious panders and amateurs

Nursery rhyme handlers, meet the sorcerer

Bet you'll get vanquished before I finish my dank spliff

I'm warning ya, broadcasting from my third cornea

And grasping endlessly for rap supremacy

This is a starving man's plight

The saga of an author who white gloves by day and rocks mics by night

Hitch my wagon to my calling and writing deep meditation

While waiting impatient for dream realization



[Hook x2: Viro The Virus]

Do dreams really come true?

And if so what must you do

For your dream's light to come through?

I'ma dream 'till I come to

A time when my dreams ain't dreams no more

'Cause I've realized them