Kembe X - Quarter and a Nightmare lyrics
[Kembe X - Quarter and a Nightmare lyrics]
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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