Nightmares (No Mas)
[Produced by Young RJ]
[Verse 1: T3]
Yeah, I had a dream I was falling off a cliff, I was lift, saw my life flutter out it's like a dark colored mist
Slow motion moving backwards like a action scene clip, imagine this, yo imagine how intense
Thoughts running quick , out of my mind ,out of my shit, wondering how I just jump into this movie clip flip
Like Geronimo drop, did a sprint then I ran like a quarter of a block
Headed to a restaurant it was the opposite way, there was chinese mob boss eating chicken chow mien
When he saw his face turn as red as flame, I told him eat the dick flip table dash in the opposite way
I wish I could of told you macks didn't spray but they did like aerosol
Saw a pair of dudes with a pair of guns , I was gone
Hit the window crash,landed on a bag full of trash , suckas got to caught me cause I'm fast
Bump into a old lady excuse me she said no mas
[Verse 2: Illa J]
I was dreaming when I wrote this, so forgive if it goes a stray
When it started I was drowning in the ocean, and my girl friend save my day
For a second I saw my life fade away, and all of sudden I had a hand full of razor blades
And grenades, and rainbow wig throwing a fucking gay parade
With a Chris Bosh jersey, with a perm wearing finger waves, at ice cream stand
Selling lemonade for days , now on youtube looking for ways to blaze
Now I'm in the studio trying to change the phrase
[Hook :Young RJ]
Mind playing ,tricks on me ,like I'm insane
Cold sweats in the night time , dreaming of my life , dreaming of the pain
Nightmares are is it really real, nightmares
[Verse 3: Young RJ]
I was dreaming when I wrote this, when It's real talk you can quote this
Marijuana thoughts cocaine dreams, devil to the world , god to the feens
I rose in a royce now, peanut butter seats with the top down
Jewelry so exclusive , think I never get caught so elusive
Break bread daily , never stale , weight money can't count put it on a scale
Balling like Rondo triple double , didn't listen to the wisdom keep it suttle
Got greedy forgot the first rule to leading, you lose your soldiers if they ain't eating
Ambush on my ride , twenty shots is their a heaven for a g my last thoughts
Nightmares