Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bad Dreams, artist - Tricky. Album song Pre Millennium Tension, in the genre Date of issue: 31.12.1995
Record label: Island, Universal Music Operations
Song language: English
Bad Dreams |
| This is a matter of utmost urgency |
| You might even call it a police emergency |
| Suckers got ill when they finally heard the G |
| Wasn’t sellin' out, they tried to murder me |
| Reached for my jammy like a troop’s supposed to do |
| Never let a sucker get too close to you |
| Heard 'em comin', ducked behind the wall |
| Then saw the whites of his eyes, the first one had to fall |
| Another bug creeped up the fire escape |
| Trying to sneak, I guess he snuck too late |
| Lookin' like a scene from Real Life Vice |
| The way his head fell apart like a block of solid ice |
| Uzi does it, come to think of it |
| Dude had a nine, but his wasn’t as fast as mine |
| I heard the phone ring, should I answer? |
| This is gettin' serious as terminal cancer |
| And that is the final stage, my primal rage |
| Began to rise and I started to fantasize |
| How many more might try to rush the door |
| And blast their way in, hell, I ain’t stayin' |
| I opened the back door and felt the summer night heat |
| Saw a bunch of bugs wearin' white sheets |
| What else could it mean? |
| I know it ain’t Halloween |
| The cross in the background burnin' made a ill scene |
| First I was panicky, then I was angry |
| One creep even had a rope ready to hang me |
| Now who am I supposed to be? |
| Eddie Spaghetti? |
| You come and vic Rob G any time you’re ready? |
| Fuck that, they had me trapped so I rushed back |
| They tried to bust me but they don’t have enough caps |
| I dipped, dived, slipped, slid, they missed me |
| I had to move quick or they was bound to get me |
| One bullet grazed me, that didn’t phase me |
| What could I say? |
| I was havin' a fucked up day |
| Stood up and took aim, my finger on the trigger |
| I shouted out, «Now, let me hear you say nigga!'' |
| Well anyway, nobody spoke or went for broke |
| The place was all clouded up from gunsmoke |
| And everything got quiet, I don’t buy it |
| Just a second ago we had a riot |
| They must be plannin' attack or settin' a trap |
| Whatever the case you won’t get this black |
| Now I’m on the edge and there’s no denyin' it |
| Whatever the hell might work I’m tryin' it |
| Thought I was a target that they could get right quick |
| But I ain’t goin' out like no statistic |
| Another number, made me wonder |
| How many other brothers they’ve put under |
| I sat in the dark real still for a long time |
| Didn’t make a sound cos I’ve got a strong mind |
| Made my way to the street, it was daybreak |
| Must’ve fallen asleep, but for Pete’s sake |
| I didn’t see the enemy trying to put an end to me |
| The night before, my finger trigger was sore |
| I went in the house to get a fresh clip |
| And then I woke up an' shit |
| It’s just a bad dream |