Quarter And A Nightmare

[Verse 1: Kembe X] I got a quarter and a nightmare Light it up We the realest niggas left, right? Well, right enough Shit is weighin on my heart heavy Don't know if I'm ready to move on with all this weight Tell em lighten up I'm sheddin light about my future, is it bright enough? Bumpin my new shit, not quite sure if it's tight enough Niggas say it's huff, and only fools carry tools Shit it's true But I refuse to be a picture on the news Tell me about the blues.. when you dealin with a death and shit Tryna find a smile, seems the world is in a deficit Knowing that you've done wrong, apology's belated Hit the funeral to find you were related.. FUCK Fill the meter up with quarters At The Village headquarters See the homie in the corner, busy baggin up a quarter Across the room I see my nigga drownin down a quart Cause he facin 30 years and he not tryna be in court LIGHTS As I awake from a nightmare I'm fuckin scared, man I seen the reaper RIGHT THERE Just as I feared, sickle holdin, grip it tight I swear the motherfucker inches closer every night Verse 2: I got a quarter and a nightmare.. Light it up The government ain't likin us, so what the fuck we fightin for? Fuck it, times is tryin Ain't got time for all that cool shit You in the pulpit But I ain't buyin all that bullshit Try to give a fuck, that ain't a subject I got pull with I'm dyin for a buck and you know death and shit to fool with Full clip up in this mac 11, finna ride On them demons preying on my soul from the other side The meter full of quarters Up at Tribe headquarters See the homie in the corner, busy baggin up a quarter Across the room I see my nigga drownin down a quart Cause he facin 30 years and he not tryna be in court LIGHTS As I awake from a nightmare I'm fuckin scared, man I seen the reaper RIGHT THERE Just as I feared, sickle holdin, grip it tight I swear the motherfucker inches closer every night Verse 3: I got a dollar and a dream and a one day fun day Pops say anything's a given, but when sunday comes they Play games with your soul like it's 2k It's too gay... They comin too, regardless of what you say My conscience tell me daily that my future's in pursuit of me And satan tryna drain me of my values like he looted me But I got my dreams in my sights, ain't no eludin me Prudence is my tutor And my knowledge is the root of me Niggas wish the prize would make it to they ass in lieu of me I'm tryna match the picture that my inner genius drew of me Girlfriend's trippin, swear she don't know what to do with me No tears when they viewin me Applause at my eulogy