A Real Bad Dream
(专辑: Totally Krossed Out - 1992)
I
went to sleep kinda early on a
Friday night Trying to catch me some z's, instead of caught me a
fright I
fell into a
dream of me being deep in the
game Slanging, gang banging, you know what I'm saying, right? Standing on the
corner with a
mouth full of gums Fresh from the
store, flashing my bankroll Every day I'm in a
Dickies suit, picking up loot And if I
have to, it ain't nothing for me to shoot 'Boom, boom, boom' in the
game is how you win Thirteen now, at fourteen I'm a
kingpin I'm tossing and turning saying, 'Man, when will this dream end?' Cuz if it don't, I'll probably be choking on a
MAC-10 Somebody hit me on the
phone [telephone rings, picks up the
phone] Hello? (Hey yo, Kris, man. Casey's got smoked. Yeah, man...) Man, now I'm tossing and turning for my moke Cause somebody told me that my homie just got smoked I'm glad this ain't the
real deal 'cause if it was A
nigga like the
miggity Mac woulda took weeks, cuz And I
ain't with a
stealing, the
killing and getting a
tag I
never, ever hope I
come that close to a
body bag I'm glad we didn't get caught up and did the
right thing Cause that life's a
nightmare, a
real bad dream A
real bad dream A
real bad dream A
real bad dream Break 'em off something