Lyrics:
recordin my album, send in producers with wack tracks
And DAT's, messin up my whole format
Can you imagine somethin on the kneeboard with Con-Funk-Shun?
clapped
Black was in the Jeep watchin
All these scenes speed by
It was a brown Datsun
And yo nobody in my hood got one
That clown cat's through, blazin
and laid down to sleep
That began the nightmare, but on my street!
[Fresh Prince]
It was burnin in my room like an oven
My bed soaked with sweat,
This the remix (hahaha)
Is Miami in the house? (Sweet, sweet fantasy)
Is Atlanta in the house?
Is New York in the house?
Got that big, big energy
a gun, I'll put it in your palm
Now go over there and blow up Dru Hill's arms
Fuck your love songs
This kind of music, use it, and you get amped to do
rockin on the ra-dioooo
Hahh, huh, the oooh-child too chill
Caps peeled, Someone In My Bed like Dru Hill
Raise 'em up, cause I feel my spot can't be
But when I got home and laid down to sleep
That began the nightmare, but on my street!
It was burnin in my room like an oven
My bed soaked with sweat,
the wickedest in this profession?
[50 Grand: ]
I'm breaking back with Def Squad constantly
Doe, ray, me, fa, so, love L.O.D.
Any nigga want
Junior high
And I got by this time in life
By blasting out Aquemini
That's back when Pac had a every eye
So my many times I've tried to make this right
here the weed at
Somebody sleeping in my bed
All I do is bump Dru Hill
Damn I should have took the blue pill
It's too real, I sign for 22 Mill
don't cry
I had visions of Missy with her money by the tub
Ching-ching! Jackpot, I think I'm in love
I'm looking for Missy now so I can get my back
speakin words to my head in the bed
Then after we work then we can do it that one way
Lookin thick as a loaf of bread by legs
And u get at shakin the way
my life to the fullest
No time for this carelessness
Stop by my boy Dru's
Spend some time up in that booth
Living proof the truth
This is me, who are
in the streets kid
The R-O-C exclusive remix, motherfucker
I got my mind right, money right
And this nine right here?
Who want a war? Nigga I'm
lethal with my weapon so they call me
Danny Glover now who keep it hot? (We Do.)
See So So def ain't nothin' but a fool ass crew.
Yo
This is to the entire Critical Mass
My nigga Tashawn, Jah Born, Big Tu
This how we do
Check it out
Yeah
[ Mos Def ]
Daylight disappears from
in tomorrow's paper
Bye now see ya later
Tell me why I got so much shit inside of my head
Feeling oh so lonely while I'm laying in this bed
My friends
chick know my clique though
If this Dru Hill bitch I'm Sisqo
Now how deep is your love
You ain't in my bed then you gotta go
Hidin' in plain sight Johnny
in the streets kid
The R-O-C exclusive remix, motherfucker
I got my mind right, money right
And this nine right here?
Who want a war? Nigga I'm
and you def ain't slick
I'm inspired by that Ja Rule shit
The rude cruel shit Yea the old school shit
But I'ma do it in my own way the new rule shit
I might
butts witta match and a Newport
Here we go, we go, we go again, witta flow we know, we know it's in
(Def play like Poppa Simpson)
KayGee's
and laid down to sleep
That began the nightmare, but on my street!
[Fresh Prince]
It was burnin in my room like an oven
My bed soaked with sweat,
eat, 'less we see chips
This not even funny, not the way we freak chicks
My waiters make ladies see sick
I'm "So So Def" like a J.D. Remix
I got
fucked ya baby momma
Knocked a baby out her
Got the latest model in my bed with ‘jamas
Making her way to my shower, oh!
She ain’t have ta graduate from
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