Nightmare - Irv Da Phenom!, Brotha Lynch Hung, Krizz Kaliko

Yeah yeah, think of everything you ever dreamed

I’m the scariest shit that you ever seen

It’s not the boogie man, still leaving them shook

I put the out of my pants, slap you with dooky hands

I’m working, tryna find your soul

Locked up and it’s lights out, tryna find you niggas

See I’m a nice guy

But when you turn your back, I become the opisit of it, the night sky

I get rappers worried, I act like

After I murder murder ya

See I’m packing a 30 30

But actually verbals get hurt worse than a strap

The on him like he buried alive

He ain’t bairly breathing, I beat him till he bairly alive

What you get is what you whitness, ripping off his eyes

I be stuck in a Crip hood, but he ran for the five, nightmare

Don’t run, don’t run

Tonight you can’t escape this fear

Turn off the lights, close your eyes, and then that’s when I appear

I’m your nightmare

Welcome to your nightmare

I got them shaking

I told you you would pay some day for sleeping on me

Now you waiking up, better stay up

In the shadows, you see me waiting

Tryna escape, but I’m still coming to get you later

Nigga run run, hurry quick fast

The boogie man just busted in, I’m coming for your bitch ass

When I step in the booth, and do what I do

I’m Freddy Krugor to you niggas, in the studio

Crippin my dreams, so we could have C’s

Nigga I should be on a leash

Leaving them bleeding, when they see me

Just whisper my name, give them the heeby-jeebys

I am everything that you fear

Song in the night, I am everything that you hear

On the other side when you stand in front of a mearor

It really ain’t no point in trying

Don’t run, don’t run

Tonight you can’t escape this fear

Turn off the lights, close your eyes, and then that’s when I appear

I’m your nightmare

Welcome to your nightmare

I’m your worst nightmare, canablism

And Imma sick 'm

Hit 'm up with this stick,

Giving it to the Phenom, yeah he’s calm

Putting boddies in the sea, mom

I’m holding a Tommy and a cleaver

I’m running this shot, like a fuckin whide receiver

Lynch mob AA, gotta be the nicest

Icey motherfucker, just me, Imma dice it

Serial murdererr, Imma

Once you push the petal, Toyota mode, weather you like it or not

Know the cycle is hot

Chopping him up

weather you like it it’s hot

Slice it up and drink the blood

Even my Bloods give me love, gang love, cuz

That’s how it goes, I’m a pro

I’m throwin up the bo, you know

Don’t run, don’t run

Tonight you can’t escape this fear

Turn off the lights, close your eyes, and then that’s when I appear

I’m your nightmare

Welcome to your nightmare