Testi:
Nightmare Of You Bang

ever be that guy That's for you to do (x2) And when the chip's off your shoulder And you're back home and you're a mess You should invite me over I'll

in therapy Sandra Jane let's play in your school-yard You're so smart, I just want to tell you You're very dear to me You and your chemistry Oh, and you

I feel when I look into your eyes. Everyone is going out but you will keep me in tonight even though you aren't here with me. You make me want to find God, you

ya front teeth Cuz when you playing with mines, you playin with yo life So don't be starting You wake with fullies strapped at your bed side Chiddy-chiddy bang bang

God I wish that I could hide away And find a wall to bang my brains I'm living in a fantasy, a nightmare dream... reality People ride about all day In

mothafuckas back i got you fiendin for a nigga like you fiend for crack cause its like that (mo wiggita then a nigga get might packed???) cause in the 4 you know never know you

do do, na na na ah, ooh You might not ever get rich, ha Let me tell you it's better than digging a ditch There ain't no telling who you might meet A

with you Stab and brass knuckle you Then have you in the public, theres nothing that you can do Enough with you're motherfucking tough talk, you're soft

Lunchable .45 be crushin you when the bullets be touchin you Paul bearers'll carry you to the cemetary where your momma gon' bury you Black suit be fittin you