| A NIGHTMARE ON MY STREET
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| D.J. |
| Jazzy Jeff and the Fresh Prince
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| He’s the D. J, I’m the Rapper
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| Now I have a story that I’d like to tell
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| About this guy, you all know me I was scared as hell
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| He comes to me at night when I crawl into bed
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| He’s burnt up like a weenie and his name is Fred
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| He wears the same hat and sweater every single day
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| And even if it’s hot outside, he wears it anyway!
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| He’s home when I’m awake, but he shows up when I sleep
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| I can’t believe that there’s a nightmare, on my street!
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| It was a Saturday evening if I remember it right
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| And we had just gotten off of tour last night
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| So the gang and I thought that it would be groovy
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| If we summoned up the posse and down watch a movie
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| I got Angie, Jeff got Tina
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| Ready Rock got some girl I’ve never seen in my life
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| That was alright though, 'cuz lady was chill
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| Then we dipped to the theatre set to ill
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| Buggin', cold havin' a ball
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| And somethin' 'bout Elm Street was the movie we saw
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| The way it started was decent
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| You know, nothin' real fancy
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| About this homeboy named Fred
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| And this girl named Nancy
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| But, word! |
| When it was over, I said, «Yo, that was def!»
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| And everything seemed alright when we left
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| But when I got home and laid down to sleep
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| That began the nightmare, on my street!
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| It was burnin' in my room like an oven
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| My bed soaked with sweat, and man, I was buggin'
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| I checked the clock, and it stopped at 12:30
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| It had melted it was so darn hot, and I was thirsty
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| I wanted something cool to quench my thirst
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| I thought to myself, Yo! |
| This heat is the worst!
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| But when I got downstairs, I noticed something was wrong
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| I was home all alone, but the TV was on.
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| I thought nothin' of it as I grabbed the remote
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| I pushed the power button, and I then almost choked
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| When I heard this aweful voice comin' from behind, it said
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| «You are my favorite rapper, but now you must die!"(?)
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| Man, I ain’t even wait to see who it was
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| Broke inside my drawers and screamed, «So long 'cuz!»
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| Got halfway up the block, I calmed down and stopped screamin'
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| And thought, Oh, I get it, I must be dreamin'
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| I strolled back home with a grin on my grill
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| I’m thinkin' since this is a dream, I might as well get ill
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| I walked in the house, the big, bad, Fresh Prince
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| But Freddy killed all that noise real quick
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| He grabbed me by my neck and said,
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| «Here's what we’ll do. |
| We’ve got a lotta work here, me and you,
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| The souls of your friends, you and I will claim.
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| You’ve got the body, and I’ve got the brains.»
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| I said, «Yo, Fred. |
| I think you’ve got me all wrong.
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| I ain’t parnters with nobody with nails that long.
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| Look, I’ll be honest man, this team won’t work
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| The girls won’t be yours, Fred, your face is all burnt»
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| Fred got mad and his head started steamin'
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| But I thought what the hell, I’m only dreamin'
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| I said, «Please leave Fred, so I can get some sleep.
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| But gimme a call, and maybe we’ll hang out next week.»
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| I pat him on the shoulder, say, «Thanks for stoppin' by.»
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| Then I opened up the door and said, «Take care, guy!»
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| He got mad, threw back his arm, and slashed my shirt
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| I laughed at first, then thought, Hold up… that hurt.
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| It wasn’t a dream, man, this guy was for real
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| I said, «Freddy, uh, uh, there’s been an aweful mistake here.»
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| No further words, and then I darted upstairs
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| Crashed through my door then jumped on my bed
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| Pulled the covers up over my head and said,
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| «Oh please, do somethin' with Fred!»
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| He jumped on my bed and threw the covers with his claws
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| Tried to get me… but my alarm went off. |
| and then
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| Silence
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| It was a whole new day, I thought.
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| Heh… I wasn’t scared of him, anyway.
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| Until I noticed those rips in my sheets
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| And that was proof that there had been a nightmare, on my street.
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| Oh man, I gotta call Jeff, I gotta call Jeff
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| C’mon, c’mon…
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| C’mon Jeff, answer!
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| C’mon man
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| Jeff: Hello…
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| Prince: Jeff, it’s Prince man, Jeff, wake up Jeff, wake up!
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| Jeff: What do you want?!
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| Prince: Jeff, wake up, man. |
| Listen to me. |
| Jeff
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| Jeff: It’s 3 O’clock in the morning, what do you want?
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| Prince: Jeff, listen, Jeff, would you listen to me? |
| Whatever you do, don’t
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| Fall asleep.
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| Jeff: Man!
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| Prince: Jeff. |
| listen to me. |
| Don’t go to sleep
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| Jeff: Look, I’ll talk to you tomorrow, I’m goin' to bed
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| AGHH… AGHHH
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| Prince: Jeff! |
| Jeff! |
| …Jeff, answer me, Jeff!
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| Freddy: I’m your D.J. |
| now, Princy… HA HA HA |