lirik lagu iplay - nightmare on trap street
hook (ride beat, kinda slow)
villains gotta hustle for that thrill
that k!ll
it’s a nightmare-on-trap street
monsters gonna run up with the steel
and k!ll
it’s a nightmare-on-trap street
zombies gonna walk across the field
to k!ll
it’s a nightmare-on-trap street
freddy with the razor claws
deadly as the patient law
messy where’s the dre and marv
heavy when the weight is armed
chopping off the hip hop heads
haunting until hip hop’s dead
hopping with kris-kross’s legs
monster under bill cosby’s bed
slashing like a depression
smashing all the contestants
rap is a compet-tion
bad as i am god is p-ssed with
cooking up the devils p-ss (fire)
looking up to heavens still
shook in all i’ve ever did
crooked like the letter m
michaels cutting birdies up
jason’s chasing thirsty sl-ts
chucky’s knife is dirty from
stabbing someone’s perfect gut
leather face is st-tching arms
hannibal keeps sh-tting hearts
penny wise makes this remark
they all float once sh-t gets hard
that was just some toilet humor
back to f-cking more consumers
norman bates just ordered uber
slovak’s hostel for a two-fer
samara moran makes a film
candy man is waiting still
ghostface screams amazing k!ll
as cujo eats regan macneil
hook (ride beat, kinda slow)
villains gotta hustle for that thrill
that k!ll
it’s a nightmare-on-trap street
monsters gonna run up with the steel
and k!ll
it’s a nightmare-on-trap street
zombies gonna walk across the field
to k!ll
it’s a nightmare-on-trap street
tech n9ne turns to mumble rap
eminem starts f-cking drags
snoop dogg changes colored rags
future gets his woman back
yelawolf becomes a wack
champagne sippin southern f-g
e40 said nothing that
changed the game .. thunder cats
too short never pimped a b-tch
nasir jones illiterate
compton’s out in michigan
ice cube never ditched the clique
biggie shot ya mystery fixed
diddy’s name is did the snitch
luda’s acting is his gift
fast without the furious
eazy shouted love the cops
jay z proclaimed son of god
pimp c never touched the cough
sizzurp so there’s nothing chopped
2pac wasn’t thug at all
poetry was under taught
bone thugs all had luscious jobs
now the first is just on top
dj’s never scratched a track
emcees never battle rapped
cardboard wasn’t dancing mats
cowboys wearing baggy pants
doctor dre no aftermath
jeezy was caught trappin crack
weezy lungs no cash in hand
hip hop nightmares back to back
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