Nightmares Clean Lyrics [Armageddon] [Produced by Shawneci] [Verse 1] Come, follow me on a journey Im an epidemic spreading through the streets in a flurry Im pure energy pumping through your speakers, you feel me Its like Im in the beat with the violins trynna kill me Twenty first century, more violence in the city Im kicking future rap, look behind me, you see them Oh yeah youre new to that, Imma put you on, st changes One minute youre hot, the next youre not so famous Let me get up my gwap, I bet you not so dangerous Yall nas dont pop off, yall entertainers Visions of being trapped off by agents, anxious All my nas getting locked up for ages, these aint just [Hook 1] Nightmares of the night We call em nightmares, frightening, light the candle, whoa Nightmares of the night Dark allies, bloodstains on the light post [Verse 2] Panoramic doorways, dark mechanics, Im cryptic Triptych thoughts play, overlaid by random satanic visions This is horseplay, my wordplay is wicked, the beat is Christian Crack omen, zoning, got that Linda Blaire in the kitchen, Whoa Im Salvador Dali on a molly, paint a surreal picture like a shotty to ya body Wanna see me, try to find me, but Im a different dimension Im with bches stripping, tripping, walking along a shipwreck Chain dragging, pants sagging, negligent disposition This aint rapping, its simply me jking off on the rhythm Im no rapper, Im a rippling shadow in a dark bedroom Made up of a thousand spiders crawling, coming to get you in your [Hook 2] Nightmares of the night Dark sance, chaos, light the candle, whoa Nightmares of the night Dark allies, bloodstains on the light post [Bridge] Shot gun powder blown all over his mouth and clothes And his brain missing, no premonitions no algebra Lost his lame existence for playing with Papis pounds They just shot up the babys christening, thats just how the power grows [Verse 3] Shower posse chopper flow, turn up see how loud I go? Straight tripping with like eight bches on the stage, sipping that drowsy yo Spent a little more fetti , having church between two tties Doing a praise dance with like eight bands in my pants, na Lionel Richie Officially losing my soul, sucking me through the amps Hip Hop aint about spitting bars no more, we singing voodoo chants Ludicrous hallucinogens got me on the block with Big and Pac In front of HOT 97 hoping Flex will come and stop these fking nightmares I got a slight fear of guns pointed at my nice hair But Im still hanging out that window catching a breeze from that crisp night air See a hater gon hate, so fk them, they dont exist, duck thumbs Hammers on deck, cuz my nas gon keep it one hundred like a googolplex, plus some Two through your shooters neck, [clears through] Live with love, die with honor, Chicks they love my wifes bottom Sts so bugged I might hit the club in my pajamas Make a sister wife out your daughter that psy wasnt raised right, should have taught her Upper middle class White, in the middle of the night Waking up cuz he needs some water, screaming [Repeat Hook 2] [Outro] Is just your imagination or reality? Just keep telling yourself that its just make believe Just close your eyes and scream, please get out
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