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Slum Village
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Nightmares (No Mas)
[Featuring:T3, Illa J and Young RJ]
(Intro) Yea No me habla
(Verse) I had a dream that I was falling off a cliff I was left so my life fleeted out It's like a dark colorless slow motion moving backwards like a action scene Imagine this yo, imagine how a ten starts runnin quick Out of my mind, out of my shit Wondering how I just jumped into this movie clip, flip Like Truman I'm on drop Did a sprint then I ran like a quarter of block Headed to a restaurant, it was the opposite way It was a chinese mob boss, eating chicken chow ming When he saw me, his face turned as red as a flame I told him eat the dick, flip the table, dashed in the opposite way Wish I could've told you macks didn't spray But they did like Aerosol, saw bearing two's with a pair of guns I was gone Hit the window, crashed Landed on the back, full of trash You suckas gotta catch because I'm fast Bumped into a old lady, excuse me she said
(Verse) I was dreaming when I wrote this So forgive me if it goes astray When it started I was drowning in the ocean But my girlfriend saved my day For a second saw my life fade away And all of a sudden had a hand full of razorblades The grenades and the rainbow with it Throwing the fucking gay parade But a Chris box turned for the firm wearing finger wax At a ice-cream stand, selling lemonade for days Now I'm on Youtube, looking for ways to blast Now I'm in the studio, tryna change the fraze
Mind playin, tricks on me Like I'm, insane Cold sweats, in the nighttime Dreaming of my life, dreaming of the pain Nightmares isn't really real Nightmares
(Verse) I was dreaming when I wrote this When this real talking quote this Marijuana thoughts, cocaine dreams Devil to the world, god to the fiends I rose and the voice not Peanut butter seats with the top down Jewelries so exclusive Think I never get caught, so elusive Break bread daily, never stale Weigh money, can't count it, put it on a scale Ballin like Rondo, triple double Didn't listen to the wisdom, keep it subtle Got greedy, forgot the folks roostalini You lose your soldiers if they ain't eatin Ambush on my ride, 20 shots Is that a heaven for a G? My last thoughts
Nightmares
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