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letra de nightmare - big evan

mum) so you want to tell me about those nightmares you had had cuz i feel that it’s genuinely affecting you. you’ve been in a bit of a worse mood lately. your sleep it’s getting a lot worse than before. i just want to know if you’re ok. i don’t know when i can send you back to school and can you tell what is causing those nightmares

(big evan) i don’t know what is causing them and the nightmare, it usually starts off as a regular day. i get up and go to school but then some kid. who kinda looks like me. he either smacks one of my friends. and says something to me that i have no idea why but it just feels like some demon has just taken over my mind and just controls me to do these despicable evil things. and now i hear a voice and it whispers

(verse 1)

(double layered and distorted) (you will never escape me i’m always hiding shadows underneath ya bed & inside ya brain waiting for the chain to break so i can cause some pain) and boy i’m just getting revved up my rain of terror is gonna be worse than the belgium flood yea i’m bouta flip the whole world upside down like bel air cuz i hit like a magnum yea i gotta do is smile to scare em i wiped out the dinosaurs you’re a pebble the worst you can do is make my jaw. muscles hurt you’re in denial if you think you’ll fumble or fold me i’m colder than when it snows 20 feet my footsteps make these feeble bozos tremble fight me sit the (slap sound effect) down fore i snipe you like jfk then fry your chick like kfc take a bite outta her shoulder yea i flew out cuckoo‘s nest and i ain’t going back so you better duck duck and run goose everyone knows who you tore a page from ya bouta to get cained and shot wida paint gun and them paink!llers ain’t gonna do diddly squat so don’t meddle with me cuz ya head’ll be all snapped like chris weidman’s broken leg i’m bouta scramble all these eggs into an omelette and boy i’m rumblein

(hook)
guess i must’ve just blacked out again—not again!
it’s 3 a.m. in the mornin’
put my key in the door and
bodies laying’ all over the floor and
i don’t remember how they got there
but i guess i must’ve k!lled ’em, k!lled ’em
i said, it’s 3 a.m. in the mornin’
put my key in the door and
bodies layin’ all over the floor and
i don’t remember how they got there
but i guess i must’ve k!lled ’em, k!lled ’em

(verse 2)
spit in my sister’s face i’ll make you kiss the dirt and taste the worms you 30-year-old
russ lookin loser i’ll burn em then kick thee urn you make my stomach turn worse than them lil abusive useless losers who wanted to dumb it down and make an undercooked mcfail that i worked with last term went solo had nothing but success and you’re doing wigaida-wigaida-wack ya lil hack ya know who ya are i’m just kickin fax now sit back fore you get popped like a tic tack if you hit back it’ll be a turtle vs a t-rex i can stomp you while i relax it doesn’t affect me that much don’t talk that talk to me or you gon see an mc with no regrets your threats are about real as your lyrics i don’t fear it one slap on ya knees you don’t scare me you’re terrible in comparison i turned anger into verbal bullets you throw a tantrum when ever i call you out on ya bullcr-p don’t front gotcha in 4k like edp so you can either try to lie to everyone else and make yourself look good got over 6 hours of voice memos so don’t try to lie to people about what you two did so see you at the crossroads i ain’t gon miss ya

(hook 2)
guess i must’ve just blacked out again—not again!
it’s 3 a.m. in the mornin’
put my key in the door and
bodies laying’ all over the floor and
i don’t remember how they got there
but i guess i must’ve k!lled ’em, k!lled ’em
i said, it’s 3 a.m. in the mornin’
put my key in the door and
bodies layin’ all over the floor and
i don’t remember how they got there
but i guess i must’ve k!lled ’em, k!lled ’em

(the outro)
(beats fades out)
oh yeah, one last i’m thinking about writing a diss on you cuz there’s a lot of stuff i got saved for if you actually try to pull something and don’t dare try to run to the teachers and say that i’m gonna beat you two up there are smarter things i will do. and special thanks, mr b and my cousin cody for producing this track and rip dmx and mf doom

- big evan

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