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