ฟังเพลงBad Dreams

Bad Dreams - Tricky

Written by：Robert Frazier/Mark James

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 troops 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

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 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 petes sake

I didn't see the enemy trying 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 just a bad dream