A Real Bad Dream Kriss Kross Totally Krossed Out
A Real Bad Dream - Kriss Kross I went to sleep kinds early on a Friday night Trying to catch me some z's instead of caught me a fright I fell into a dream of me being deep in the gang Slanging, gang banging, you know what I'm saying right I'm staying on the corner with amount full of guns Fresh from the store, flashing my bankroll Every day I'm in a doogie suit taking a look And if I had to, it ain't nothing for me to shoot Boom, boom, boom, in the game that's how you with it 13, now I'm 14, I'm a kingpin I'm tossing and turning saying mad what will it be then And if it don't, I'll probably choking on a Mack 10 Somebody hit me on the phone
(Telephone rings, picks up the phone) Hello? (Hey yo, Kris, man. Casey's got got smoked. Yeah man) Man, now I'm tossing and turning up more Cause somebody told me that my homie just got smoked I'm glad this ain't the real deal 'cause if it was A nigga like the miggity Mac would've took weeks comes And I ain't with a stealing of chilling of getting a tag I never, ever have to come close to a body bag I'm glad we didn't get caught up and did the right thing Cause that life's a nightmare, a real bad dream
A real bad dream
A real bad dream
A real bad dream Break 'em off some
