Nightmares

[Hook: 50 Cent] I have nightmares, nightmares, all the time I wake up, I look up, shook up Say fuck, put my hands on my nine Niggas I cut, or we stuck, and they move So we buck, they come back In my dreams at night I have nightmares Nightmares, all the time [Verse 1: Prodigy] Last night I had a vision of my dead friends in my sleep They showed my things, I ain't really wanna see They showed me flashbacks of murder Scenes, bodies bubblin', in acid tubs With they feet head and hands cut off Oh shit, I had woke up buggin', sweatin' bullets Checkin' for my gun, I gotta Stop smoking that haze or something I know I ain't crazy, I'll go outside for Some fresh air maybe, it's 3 o'clock in the night The block is on fire, took My nigga bottle for a swig oh the fire He told he just had seen the bitch ass Nigga, must be god that's keeping me from seein' this nigga Wanna crawl on me, and creep on me Cause they know better then to let me see him in front Of me, outside the car, away from the police I'll turn him into dreams, demons in my sleep [Hook] [Verse 2: 50 Cent] Every time I go to sleep its like I stroll down memory lane And see the dirt I've done before I acquired the fame If you can see what I see, you see me Poppin' the chain, or you see me scrappin' I pull out and pop off that thang I'm usually hustlin', bubblin', slingin' that 'caine No matter the weather its sun Snow sleet or it's rain, see fiends got a habit It hurts so they feedin' they Vein, and I gotta habit of havin' grams of it man I'm chasin' the paper, it' simple i'm bout my bread I cock it and pop it your white tee will turn red See niggas that know me, who owe me, they see me They run, they know If I catch em I cut em for feed em my gun It's real in the field, nigga front And get yo cap peeled, with that nina, that tech That ooo wop or that mac mill, unload then reload, I live by the streets code And pray to lord have mercy on my soul [Hook] [Verse 3: Havoc] Keep havin' these dreams, I think I'm just losin' my brain I wake up in sweat, my girl think i'm sniffin' that 'caine I try to remember, but none of Them ever the same, I dream of my brother But never since he passed away He talk to me, and I can't hear nothing he say Fuck it, go along with it, just be happy to see him I think that nigga tryna tell me something Though, when I see him I forget to ask him Fuck I wanna know Probably tryna to tell me, your gun , it better blow When you in the street Can't react slow, cause niggas in this rap game, think shit sweet Getting disrespectful like I won't push meat Should be poppin' off in my dream but then I get caught Is he tryin' to tell me so my soldiers cause you a bust Niggas wanna see my down, I ain't 'fraid of getting poked Damn if I ever go broke [Hook]