Nightmares Came Alive is a song in English
Oh-ee-oh-oh-oh Oh-ee-oh-oh-oh
Oh-ee-oh-oh Oh-ee-oh-oh-oh
Oh-ee-oh-oh Oh-ee-oh-oh-oh
Oh-ee-oh-oh Oh-ee-oh-oh-oh
My dreams never came true My nightmares came alive
I know you feel my pain too You watch ya brudda die
You steady rollin' with that fire could've forgave him for what he did
But you'd rather see him die, oh-oh-oh-oh
You'd rather see him die, oh-oh-oh-oh
I know you feel my pain too
My dreams never came true My nightmares came alive
I know you feel my pain too You watch ya brudda die
You steady rollin' with that fire You could've forgave him for what he did
But you'd rather see him die, oh-oh-oh-oh
Feel like they dont love me no more
A hundred racks in a hundred days, bitch I'm the one huh
For the cold nights, I had to learn to keep my gun tucked
Salute the ones that never asked me for none
I'm coolin' with my brother, he lookin' at me with those cold eyes
He ain't even say the word, but I know he tryna slide
I'm where they lost their hopes and dreams and they can't be found
It's too many lost souls in this small town
It's too many lost souls in this small town
The demons called me and they told me to pick my gun up
A hundred racks in a hundred days, bitch I'm the one huh
Feel like they don't love me no more
Salute the ones that never asked me for none
My mama told me to turn myself in, but I'm still runnin
Cus I'm in the studio with Rich and bitch, I'm still thuggin
Judge tryna put them chains on the thug
I ain't have no pen, but it's like I wrote this shit in blood
My dream never came true
Nightmares came alive, oh-oh-oh-oh
I know you feel my pain too
You watch ya brudda die
You steady rollin' with that fire
You could've forgave him for what he did
But you'd rather see him die, oh-oh-oh-oh
Even though I flex, I can still say that I'm humble
I'm sorry that I hang with killers like it's normal
My dreams never came true
Nightmares came alive, oh-oh-oh-oh
I know you feel my pain too
You watch ya brudda die
You steady rollin' with that fire
You could've forgave him for what he did
But you'd rather see him die, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, yeah, that's fire, though
Oh-oh-oh-oh
I know you feel my pain too
I'm sorry that I hang with killers like it's love
I'm sorry that I write about pain in all my songs
Pain on my songs
I'm sorry that I write about pain in my songs
That pain in my songs