Twisted Insane, Ric Nutt - Nightmare lyrics

America's Nightmare, young
Black and dangerous
Hit a nigga with with the blue steel
Or hit him with the stainless
Leave a nigga brainless never is it painless
Wake up in the cold sweat
Both hands soakin' wet
Lookin' out my window, up and down the street
One hand on the curtain corner
The other clutchin' my heat
Watchin' out for the cheenies
Or jack-boys and the beanies
They try to take my cheddar
With A Ruger or Beretta hope I never go back
Hope I never have to kill again
You wouldn't understand that
You suck like a Gilligan
Do you know 9 Milli is?
Or a head Blaine cotch
You two motherfuckers introduced to
The Burial Crops intermission

All you gotta do is stand there and
Keep the heat on this motherfuker
He ain't gotta do no moving
Around or shit like
That 'cuz that's battery acid up under him
Ya' know what i'm sayin'
I'm gonna go up in the next
Room up stairs and shit
If this nigga move, shoot that motherfucker!