And I'm drunk and I'm blown
And I don't know what I'ma do
Got it cocked, ready loaded
And I'm lookin' for you
In your nightmare, I'll be right there
Yeah, uh, you ain't even in a realm we spit
Nightmares spent too, Freddy Krueger pencil on my Elm Street shit
Believe none of what you see, none of this shit you've heard
I call rollin' a blunt of herb turnin' over a new leaf
A mixture of Biggie and Pac goin' upside your head
With a mic stand at your show, it's me givin' you props
My mind's pure, I thank Kobe, I game 'til the bank's broke
And my flow's as overcame as Frank Ocean
It ain't a thing to hang a ling, night tears by day
Nightmares of the night like dang to dang
It's six million ways to end your life
And I chose the tool over the bloody club with the finger knives
I'm who you can't stand, probably leanin'
You probably dreamin' 'bout Mr. Sandman
Mixed with up with Robert England
Me, I put it right there to see, how could I ever have a bad dream
When the nightmare's me? Nickel
And I'm drunk and I'm blown
And I don't know what I'ma do
Got it cocked, ready loaded
And I'm lookin' for you
In your nightmare, I'll be right there
Everythin' in life comes at a price
It's time for you to pay
My pen is my paintbrush, I'm forever takin' it farther and further
God forbid that I ever extend my arm to murder
You don't wanna see me in these Shih-Tzu's in a pen, I'm a pit-bull
The world needs a new Fritzl, doesn't it?
I ain't thinkin' about pistols, fuck a stick
I'm more interested in doin' some other shit
Plannin' shit out and really havin' some fun with it
Disintegratin' your body instead of dumpin' it
I don't care how uncomfortable your cupboard is
I'll be up in it until I hear your front door openin', you're comin' in
'Til it's time to get to work with the screws
And all the other tools that I come here with
Yeah, I'm fuckin' sick in the head, should I operate in silence?
Or pick a cassette to drown out the screams as the blade tickles your flesh
I can hear the heart in your chest beat as you plead to me
Until I cut your tongue out when I'm sick of hearin' you beg
Should have quit while ahead, you little fuck
You think a little blood is punishment?
Enough for all the things that you said?
Just as the blade I picked to finish you hit your neck
You wake up shiverin' in your bed
Yeah, I'm a nightmare
And I'm drunk and I'm blown
And I don't know what I'ma do
Got it cocked, ready loaded
And I'm lookin' for you
In your nightmare, I'll be right there
Nightmares
Nightmares
Nightmares
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