Bad Dreams

Yo me and my niggaz and my clique be getting mad cream

Balling the club, now

I'm drunk having a bad dream

This mother****er tried to greet me with wealth

I never knew that

I would see that day

That I would meet the devil himself

This bitch was eagerly waiting to prove it

Astonishingly, already dancing to his own burial music

Well, anyway, he plottin' to do it to me

In a certain kind of way, and started off directly popping shit to me

While he spoke a couple of fires would spark

While he sat in the shadow talking his shit we watch the sky getting dark(He said)[Incomprehensible] where it hurts

I'll leave you in a [Incomprehensible]

Straight up leaking in the back of a church

Let a ghosting crib and haunt you like a ghost in your home

Leaving you old and crippet like them ruins in

RomeWatch your body shrivel up and turn your asses to smoke

**** your flesh, don't get yo blood sucked, the blood of ya foes

I be that bitch that'll torture your spouse

And leave a thousand body bags like truth.com in front of your house

Got me bugging on a whole notha level

Tell me how the **** a mother****er really end up having beef with the devil

**** bomb the whole effect the bitch had on my dreaming

Body reacting mentally, going to war with the demon

Semi-chaotic like the typical storm

So embellished in the dream a bitch felt it in the physical form

The dream got my nose runny and shit

Eyes watery, shorty watching my body twitch funny and shit

Giving shorty sleeping with me the creeps

She bugging off how a mother****er just sweating and breathing

So hard in his sleep

Determined to conquer this bitch so let it begin

Absolutely focused on killing the demon within

So now we fight in the name of my brethren and every blow connect

During the fight you can hear the thunder roll into heaven

Ain't hell a deep breath of fresh air

The devil's presence blows a cold draft

Leaving a scent of death in the air

While my mind was reassembling now

Simultaneous wifey watching a mother****er body trembling now

Couldn't conquer me so now the devil wanted me dead

Stabbing a mother****er with the same bone he ripped from his head

Yo it's funny how the devils'll test us

But if fully select, mother****er bless with something

Some'll raggle with impressions

Til I'm dead

I'm always battling through

You can't believe you cut my main vein

That all my blood be traveling through

Somebody gotta die, settle the score

Because it's me or this bitch

I'm fighting to the death,

I'm ready for war