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Исполнитель: Busta Rhymes
Название песни: Bad Dreams
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Busta Rhymes - Bad Dreams текст песни, lyrics

[Busta Rhymes] 
Yo me and my niggas and my clique be getting mad cream 
Balling the club, now I'm drunk having a bad dream 
This mothafucker tried to greet me with wealth 
I never knew that I would see that day that I would meet the devil himself 
This nigga 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) 

[Devil] 
(?) Where it hurts 
I'll leave you in a (?) 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 Rome 
Watch your body shrivel up and turn your asses to smoke 
Fuck your flesh don't get yo blood sucked, the blood of ya foes 
I be that nigga that'll torture your spouse 
And leave a thousand body bags like truth.com in front of your house 

[Busta] 
Got me bugging on a whole notha level 
Tell me how the fuck a nigga really end up having beef with the devil 
Shit bomb the whole effect the nigga had on my dreaming 
Body reacting mentally, going to war with the demon 
Seem (?) like the typical storm 
So embellished in the dream a nigga 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 nigga just sweating and breathing so hard in his sleep 
Determined to conquer this nigga 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 nigga body trembling now 
Couldn't conquer me so now the devil wanted me dead 
Stabbing a nigga with the same bone he ripped from his head 
Yo its funny how the devils'll test us 
But if fully select, niggas 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 nigga, I'm fighting to the death, I'm ready for WAR 
(devil laughing fades)

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