Busta Rhymes - Bad Dreams Lyrics
[Busta Rhymes]Yo me and my niggas and my clique be getting mad creamBalling the club, now I'm drunk having a bad dreamThis motha*****er tried to greet me with wealthI never knew that I would see that day that I would meet the devil himselfThis nigga was eagerly waiting to prove itAstonishingly, already dancing to his own burial musicWell anyway, he plottin' to do it to meIn a certain kind of way, and started off directly popping shit to meWhile he spoke a couple of fires would sparkWhile he sat in the shadow talking his shit we watch the sky getting dark (he said)[Devil](?) Where it hurtsI'll leave you in a (?) straight up leaking in the back of a churchLet a ghosting crib and haunt you like a ghost in your homeLeaving 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 foesI be that nigga that'll torture your spouseAnd leave a thousand body bags like truth.com in front of your house[Busta]Got me bugging on a whole notha levelTell me how the ***** a nigga really end up having beef with the devilShit bomb the whole effect the nigga had on my dreamingBody reacting mentally, going to war with the demonSeem (?) like the typical stormSo embellished in the dream a nigga felt it in the physical formThe dream got my nose runny and shitEyes watery, shorty watching my body twitch funny and shitGiving shorty sleeping with me the creepsShe bugging off how a nigga just sweating and breathing so hard in his sleepDetermined to conquer this nigga so let it beginAbsolutely focused on killing the demon withinSo now we fight in the name of my brethren-ac
