nightmare,nightmare,

nightmare,nightmare,keep on hunt me,in my sleep,i can't sleep at night,of all the fuckup shit that i have done,keep on hunt me,i keep on hearing voices of dead people,just around the corn of my bed at night,im steady walking around with blood shot eyes,complating suicide,but that want save me,from all the shit,that i and done out in these fuckup ghetto streets, i keep on seeing the very first body that i caught,he was my best friend in the world,i knew him sense kinda garden,i caught him trying to steal out my cookie jar,so i introduce him to the grim weeper,i hope that his ass reach hell without a pear our shot,may the devil take his soul,to a unfriendly place,but i can't seem to shake his face,as he leakout all over my floor,from to bullet hole to his chest,i can still see that look on his bitchass face,as he took his last breath,i dont play no games,when it comes to mine,i aint taking no shorts or lost in this here streets life, but i can't still sleep at night from all this shit i and done,just to get at this money and cake,out here playing the devil's game,i can't sleep at night,from all these nightmare,all these nightmares want let me sleep at night,thats why i walk around in daylight with bloodshot eyes,bloodshot eyes,i can't sleep at night from all these dead faces surrounding me,out here in these streets,i can't sleep at night,i can't sleep at night,i can't escape all these demons at me,from all the fuckup shit i have done,i have done,