Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Dreams

Yo me and my and my clique be getting mad cream
Balling the club, now I'm drunk having a bad
This mothafucker tried to greet me with
I never knew that I would see day
That I would meet the himself
This was eagerly waiting to prove it
Astonishingly, already dancing to his own music
Well, anyway, he to do it to me
In a certain kind of way, and off directly popping shit to me
While he spoke a couple of would spark
While he sat in the shadow his shit we watch the sky getting dark
(He said)

where it hurts
I'll leave you in a
Straight up leaking in the back of a
Let a ghosting crib and haunt you a ghost in your home
Leaving you old and crippet them ruins in Rome
Watch your shrivel up and turn your asses to smoke
Fuck your flesh, don't get yo blood sucked, the blood of ya
I be that nigga that'll your spouse
And leave a thousand bags like truth.com in front of your house

Got me bugging on a whole level
Tell me how the fuck a really end up having beef with the devil
bomb the whole effect the nigga had on my dreaming
Body reacting mentally, to war with the demon
Semi-chaotic like the storm
So embellished in the dream a nigga it in the physical form
The got my nose runny and shit
Eyes watery, shorty watching my body twitch funny and

Giving sleeping with me the creeps
She bugging off how a nigga just and breathing
So in his sleep
Determined to conquer nigga so let it begin
focused on killing the demon within
So now we fight in the of my brethren and every blow connect
During the fight you can hear the roll into heaven

hell a deep breath of fresh air
The presence blows a cold draft
Leaving a scent of in the air
While my mind was now
wifey watching a nigga body trembling now
Couldn't conquer me so now the devil wanted me
Stabbing a nigga with the same bone he ripped his head
Yo it's funny how the devils'll us

But if fully select, niggas with something
raggle with impressions
Til I'm I'm always battling through
You can't you cut my main vein
all my blood be traveling through
Somebody gotta die, the score
Because it's me or nigga
I'm fighting to the death, I'm for war