paroles de chanson Nightmares - Professor Green , Royce da 5′9″ feat. Sucka Free & Kid Vishis

[Hook: Kobe]
And I'm drunk, and I'm blown, and I don't know what I'ma do.
Got it cocked, ready loaded and I'm looking for you.
In your nightmare, I'll be right there, yeah

[Verse 1: Royce da 5'9"]
Yeah, uh. You ain't even in the realm we spit.
Nightmares mental, Freddie Kruger, pencil on my Elm Street shit.
Believe none of what you see, none of this shit you heard.
I call rolling a blunt of herb, turning over a new leaf.
A mixture of Biggie and Pac, going up inside your head
With a mic stand at your show, it's me giving you props.
My mind's pure I think potent.
I gave into the bank's broken my flow's Novocaine... it's Frank Ocean.
It ain't a thing to hang a ling, night tears by day,
Nightmares of the night like Dana Dane.
There's six million ways to end your life,
And I choose the tool over the bloody glove with the finger knifes.
I'm who you can't stand proudly leaning.
You probably dreaming 'bout Mr. Sandman mixed up with Robert England.
Me, I put it right there to see.
How can I ever have a bad dream when the nightmare's me.

[Hook: Kobe]
And I'm drunk, and I'm blown, and I don't know what I'ma do.
Got it cocked, ready loaded and I'm looking for you.
In your nightmare, I'll be right there, yeah

[Verse 2: Professor Green]
Hahaha, everything in life comes at a price.
It's time for you to pay, hahaha
My pen is my paintbrush.
I'm forever taking it further and further.
God forbid that I ever extend my art to murder.
You don't wanna see me and these shitzu's
In a pen, I'm a pitbull, the world needs a new Fritzl; doesn't it?
I ain't thinking about pistols, f*ck a stick.
I'm more interested in doing some other shit.
Planning shit out and really having some fun with it.
Disintegrating your body instead of dumping it.
I don't care how uncomfortable your cupboard is,
I'll be up in it until I hear ya front door open and you come in it.
Till it's time to get to work with the screws
And all the other tools that I come here with.
Yeah I'm f*cking sick in the head!
Should I operate in silence or pick a cassette?
To drown out the screams as the blade tickles your flesh.
I can hear the heart in your chest beat as you plead with me.
Until I cut your tongue out when I'm sick of hearing you beg!
Shoulda quit while ahead, you little f*ck.
You think a little blood is punishment enough for all
The things that you've said?
Just as the blade I picked to finish you, hits your neck.
You wake up shivering in your bed, yeah I'm a nightmare, hahaha

[Hook: Kobe]
And I'm drunk, and I'm blown, and I don't know what I'ma do.
Got it cocked, ready loaded and I'm looking for you.
In your nightmare, I'll be right there, yeah

(Don't fall sleep)
[Repeat]