Lyric Bad Dream
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...)
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...)
