Bad Dreamz

Out the corner of my eye

Thought I felt somebody watchin

All alone in my apartment, 3AM

Fire my bong up workin

Ungodly hours, candle burnin

Headphone over my ear

At this blank white page I stare

Shadow fancy in the mirror

Crisp breeze in the air

I know its silly

Can't deny I feel like somebody here

I swear I need to stop smokin

Headband got my mind trippin

Scent is citrus fruit, flagrant blue hair

Like Marge Simpson

Listen, you hear them drums up in the distance

Made my self, take a walk

Steppin over headless chicken

Came here to clear my thoughts

This only hightened my suspiscion

Peekin over the shoulder

Couldn't help but notice feelings

The block was hella empty

But the night feel so alive

Is where I couldn't shake the thoughts of paranoia from my mind

Asked the stranger for the time

No respone, no reply

Then he tilted his fedora

His face looked, just like mine

So I grabbed him by his throat

He only smiled like it never really mattered

Had to back up, "what the fuck?"

His body turned to TV static

Hit the bricks down murder avenue

Panting and I'm wheezin like

Damn I know its late

But ain't no bodies in these streets tonight

Green lights bout as far as I can see em

Both directions

Every store shuttered shut, it's succession

From the four ???

Heard a scream, from a group of Brooklyn children

Only playing on the swing I keep it movin

Sweat cold to the touch

Rub my palms, both my thumbs, painted black

To my right I watched the projects collapse

Thus surrounds me

But I'm not really jokin though

Photos of my past, floatin

Painted on some rubble stone

Then I saw her

She said she wanna take me to the water

[I can't erase my dreams]

Am I awake

Or am I dreamin?

Am I floatin or am I fallin?

Are you an angel or a demon?

Will I remember in the morning?

Will I remember in the morning?

[I can't erase my dreams]

So real

[It is real]

A-train comin home from the show

Brooklyn bound, grizzly SB

Myself and Tawna Mo

We tore it down

My lady squeezed my hand

Tilt her head up on my shoulder

Cole stare

Pushin 60 mph under water

Stomach bubblin

Emergin from the tunnel at the next stop

Shouldn't we be slowin down?

Feel it squeeze, ???

Blurry figures wavin at me from the platform

This must be express

Gotta get off at the next one

Light flickerin

I stare in my reflection

To my vision to the left

Feelin cold, wind rushin in

Dog jumpin off the track, golden latch

Metal grindin and surround

Watchin everybody nap

Not a stirr

Unconcerned

I'm on edge

Can't relax

Something burnin

Then we stepped into the car

Lit a match

Ashed it on his tongue

Struck another

Was starin at each other...

My have to shank a motherfucka

Dirty guitar strapped to his back

His fingers cruddy

Blood on his kicks, sat on the floor

And started strummin

I feel I gotta vomit

Might not make it to the door

Lightheaded

Started sweatin, wiped my brow, clinched my jar

Looked outside

Flashin light

Jettin through another space

Just so confused, in my head

Why won't anybody wake up

And I passed out

Awoke to my lady's laughter

"Baby you havin bad dreams, what's the matter?"

Step out the car

Hand in hand, its 2:30

Scannin for the exit but im really in no hurry

System waitin long before I hear somebody yellin

Turn the corner, heard his "gunshot sound"

Then iIfeel myself fallin

See my lady's mouth movin

But I can hear the scream

On her knees, over me

This my final heart beat