Nightmares Lyrics - Clipse feat. Bilal & Pharrell Williams

Pharrell Williams Hell Hath No Fury cover art
Release information
Release Date: 2006-11-28
Genre: Hip Hop
Style: Thug Rap
length: 4:50
[Chorus: x2]
I'm havin' nightmares
My *****s say I'm p-noid
They say I'm just p-noid

I'm wakin' up in the middle of the night
My heart keeps pumpin' like somethin' ain't right
What's goin' on?
When I go outside I feel somethin' behind me

I'm lookin' back but nothing's around me
(What's goin' on?)
Man I don't know
What am I trippin' on?

There's somethin' in the room
It's lurkin' in the shadows
Staring through the darkness
Man I don't know

These four walls are closing in
These voices ain't my friends
They hauntin' me
Those, those memories

[Chorus: x2]

They comin' for me, they runnin' up
I'm on my balcony seein' through the eyes of Tony
They say we homies, but I see hatred
Do not they know brotherly love is sacred?

*****s catch feelings even contemplate killin's
When you see millions, there are many chameleons
You're not a gunner, forreal you just a runner
Haters, I spot you from afar and I'm the deer hunter
They be thinkin' nice car, nice crib

I be thinkin' how long will these *****s let me live
I understand, 'cause people need things
And they will take it from you
And take you from your seedlings

So even with the mumblest talk
I still walk the most humblest walk
And one day, they may even catch up with me, man
But 'til then, I'm Leonardo, catch me if you can


Look over your shoulder, somethin' is there
And I'm so scared
When I'm alone Iâ??m so scared!
Now it's inchin' closer, trouble is near

But nothing's there
When I look nothing's there
I'm out of my mind
I'm runnin' from guilt

But it's right by my side
There's nowhere to hide
I'm out of my mind
I'm runnin' from guilt

But it's right by my side
There's nowhere to hide

[Pusha T]
I make big money!
Drive big cars!
Everybody know me!
It's like I'm a movie star!

Virginia Nights
Selling hard white, to selling out shows
Every gangsta love my flows
Still I creep low thinking *****s tryna harm me

Hopin' my karma ain't comin' back here to haunt me
Was it that ***** I took his powder with a smile
Prayin' to lord, the gun ain't pop and hit the child, ****!
I peel *****s girls back like Alpha Hydroxy

Spend money like Happy Days
Iâ??m the real Fonzi
Top off the coop thatâ??s how JFK got shot be
Canâ??t let *****s roll up aside me and Tupac me

Holla if you hear me, tears flowin' sincerely
Checkin' up my block weekly, my health yearly
Somethin's wrong with me
*****s don't get along with me

Got a 4'4, hope your body got strong kidneys


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CD 1
  • 1 We Got It for Cheap (intro)
  • 2 Momma I'm So Sorry
  • 3 Mr. Me Too
  • 4 Wamp Wamp (What It Do)
  • 5 Ride Around Shining
  • 6 Dirty Money
  • 7 Hello New World
  • 8 Keys Open Doors
  • 9 Ain't Cha
  • 10 Trill
  • 11 Chinese New Year
  • 12 Nightmares