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Текст песни Chill Rob G - Bad Dreams

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Verse (Bust it...now) This is a matter of utmost urgency You might even call it a police emergency Suckers got ill when they finally heard the G Wasn`t sellin` out, they tried to murder me Reached for my jammy like a troop`s supposed to do Never let a sucker get too close to you Heard `em comin`, ducked behind the wall Then saw the whites of his eyes, the first one had to fall Another bug creeped up the fire escape Trying to sneak, I guess he snuck too late Lookin` like a scene from Real Life Vice The way his head fell apart like a block of solid ice Uzi does it, come to think of it Dude had a nine, but his wasn`t as fast as mine I heard the phone ring, should I answer? This is gettin` serious as terminal cancer And that is the final stage, my primal rage Began to rise and I started to fantasize How many more might try to rush the door And blast their way in, hell, I ain`t stayin` I opened the back door and felt the summer night heat Saw a bunch of bugs wearin` white sheets What else could it mean? I know it ain`t Halloween The cross in the background burnin` made a ill scene First I was panicky, then I was angry One creep even had a rope ready to hang me Now who am I supposed to be? Eddie Spaghetti? You come and vic Rob G any time you`re ready? Fuck that, they had me trapped so I rushed back They tried to bust me but they don`t have enough caps I dipped, dived, slipped, slid, they missed me I had to move quick or they was bound to get me One bullet grazed me, that didn`t phase me What could I say? I was havin` a fucked up day Stood up and took aim, my finger on the trigger I shouted "Now let me hear you say nigger!" Well anyway, nobody spoke or went for broke The place was all clouded up from gunsmoke And everything got quiet, I don`t buy it Just a second ago we had a riot They must be plannin` attack or settin` a trap Whatever the case you won`t get this black Now I`m on the edge and there`s no denyin` it Whatever the hell might work I`m tryin` it Thought I was a target that they could get right quick But I ain`t goin` out like no statistic Another number, made me wonder How many other brothers they`ve put under I sat in the dark real still for a long time Didn`t make a sound cos I`ve got a strong mind Made my way to the street, it was daybreak Must`ve fallen asleep, but for Pete`s sake I didn`t see the enemy tryin` to put an end to me The night before, my finger trigger was sore I went in the house to get a fresh clip And then I woke up an` shit... (It`s a bad dream, man. That`s all, man, you know what I`m sayin`? Guess I was just buggin` or somethin`, man...)

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