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Bumps In Tha Night

 

Bumps In Tha Night

(الألبوم: Astral Kreepin [Resurrected Hitz] - 2015)


If it's in a word or it's in a look
You can't get rid of the Babadook

You said I'm tripping
And I thought the very same thing
We heard the knock up on the door
And thought the devil trying to play games
But we just thinking from the same brain
The figments of imagination come alive
When you turn the page
Don't, don't, don't, don't
Then my door hit the floor of my bedroom
Suspended 6 feet up high
Getting closer to the ceiling then I break free
This ain't the first time a entity tried to get in me

Well bitch, I look like a demon
And then I talk like one too
Keep on turning the page
And now close your eyes
That's what they want you to do

Well bitch, I look like a demon
And then I talk like one too
Keep on turning the page
And now close your eyes
That's what they want you to do

Don't look away
Don't look away
Don't look away
Don't you look away
Don't look away
Don't look away
Don't look away

Lying on the ground with my eyes wide
The shit I've seen
Will never leave the front of my mind
La-a-a-a lying on the ground with my eyes wide
The shit I've seen
Will never leave the front of my mind

Lying on the ground with my eyes wide
The shit I've seen
Will never leave the front of my mind
La-a-a-a lying on the ground with my eyes wide
The shit I've seen
Will never leave the front of my mind

Whatever you do
Don't look him right in the eyes
I'm telling you look away, but listen
I
Have been a victim of the entity
On the other side
Of my door
Watching you close with a microscope
As you fall asleep
And creeping up into your dreams
Dressed like I'm Freddy
When I'm on a track [?]
Like 1, 2, 3, 4
Guess who's knocking down your door
Its the K-R-double E-P
And I'm kreeping up on to the seen
To steal the show
Fighting in my mind
And now I have invaded all of your's too
I'm stuck and I'm stuck in the head of my words
Our fucking brain asleep, fool
I'm stuck and I'm stuck in the head of my words
Our fucking brain asleep

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