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Will Smith
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| Nightmare On My Street
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Now I have a story that Id like to tell
About this guy - You all know me - had me scared as hell
He comes to me at night after I crawl into bed
Hes burnt up like a weeny and his name is Fred
He wears the same hat and sweater every single day
And even if its hot outside - he wears it anyway
Hes home when Im awake but he shows up when Im asleep
I cant believe that theres a nightmare on my street
It was a Saturday evening if I remember it right
And we had just gotten back off tour last night
So the gang and I thought that it would be groove
If we summoned up the posse and bum-rushed the movie
I got Angie
Jeff got tine
Ready Rock got some girl Id never seen
In my life
That was all right though cause the lady was chill
Then we dipped to the theater set to ill
Buggin, cool, having a ball
And somethin bout Elm Street was the movie we saw
The way it started was decent, ya know
Nothin real fancy
About this homeboy named Fred and this girl named Nancy
But - word - when it was over
I said yo, that was def
And everything seemed all right when we left
But when I got home and laid down to sleep
That began the nightmare on my street!
It was burning in my room like a oven
My bed soaked with sweat
And man I was bugging
I checked the clock and it stopped at twelve-thirty
It had melted it was so darn hot
And I was thirsty
I wanted something cool to quench my thirst
I thought to myself, yo, this heat is the worst!
But when I got downstairs
I noticed something was wrong
I was home all alone but the TV was on
I thought nothing of it as I grabbed the remote
I pushed the power button and then I almost choked
When I heard this awful voice
Coming from behind
It said, "You got my favorite letter but now you must die!"
Ma, I didnt even wait to see who it was
Broke inside my drawers and screamed, "So long, cous!"
Got halfway up the block
I calmed down and stopped screaming
Then thought, "Oh, I git it, I must be dreaming"
I strolled back home with a grin on my grill
I think that since this is a dream I might as well get ill
I walked in the house, the Big Bad Fresh Prince
But Freddy killed all that noise real quick!
he grabbed me by my neck and said
"Heres what well do
We gotta lotta work here, me and you
The souls of your friends you and I will claim
Youve got the body and Ive got the brain"
I said, "Yo Fred
I think you got me all wrong
I aint partners with nobody with nails that long
Look, Ill be honest,man, this team wont work
The girls wont be on you, Fred, your face is all burnt!"
Fred got mad and his head started steaming
But I thought, "What the hell, Im only dreaming"
I said, "Please leave, Fred, so I can get some sleep
But give me a call and maybe well hang out next week"
I patted him on the shoulder and said, "Thanks for stoppin by"
Then I opened up the door
And said, "Take care, guy!"
He got mad, threw back his arm, and slashed my shirt
I laughed at first, then thought, "Hold up, that hurt"
It wasnt a dream, man, this guy was for real
I said, "Freddy, uh, pal, theres been an awful mistake here"
No further words and then I darted upstairs
Crashed through my door then jumped on my bed
Pulled the covers up over my head
And said, "Oh please do something with Fred"
He jumped on my bed, went through the covers with his claws
Tried to get me, but my alarm went off
And then silence
It was a whole new day
I thought, "Huh, I wasnt scared of him anyway"
Until I noticed those rips in my sheets
And that was proof that there had been
A nightmare on my street
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