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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=110661" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Nightmare On My Street</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Artist: dj jazzy jeff & the fresh prince<br>Now I have a story that Id like to tell<br>About this guy you all know he had me scared as hell<br>He comes to me at night after I crawl into bed<br>Hes burnt up like a weenie and his name is fred<br>He wears the same hat and sweater every single day<br>And even if its hot outside he wears it anyway<br>Hes home when Im awake but he shows up when I sleep<br>I cant believe that theres a nightmare on my street<br>It was a saturday evening if I remember it right<br>And we had just gotten back off tour last night<br>So the gang and I thought that it would be groovey<br>If we summoned up the posse and done rushed the movie<br>I got angie<br>Jeff got tina<br>Ready rock got some girl Id never seen in my life<br>That was all right because the lady was chill<br>Then we dipped to the theater set to ill<br>We saw elm street and man it was def<br>And everything seemed all right when we left<br>But when I got home and laid down to sleep<br>That began the nightmare, but on my street<br>It was burning in my room like an oven<br>My bed soaked with sweat<br>And man I was bugging<br>I checked the clock and it stopped at 12:30<br>It had melted it was so darn hot<br>And I was thirsty<br>I went downstairs to grab some juice or a coke<br>Flipped the tv off, and then I almost choked<br>When I heard this awful voice coming from behind<br>It said, you got my favorite letter but now you must die<br>Man, I aint even wait to see who it was<br>Broke inside my drawers and screamed, so long, cuz<br>Got halfway up the block<br>I calmed down and stopped screaming<br>Then thought, oh, I get it, I must be dreaming<br>I strolled back home with a grin on my grill<br>I think that since this is a dream I might as well get ill<br>I walked in the house, the big bad fresh prince<br>But freddy killed all that noise real quick<br>He grabbed me by my neck and said<br>Heres what well do<br>We gotta lotta work here, me and you<br>The souls of your friends you and I will claim<br>Youve got the body and Ive got the brain<br>I said, yo fred<br>I think you got me all wrong<br>I aint partners with nobody with nails that long<br>Look, Ill be honest man, this team wont work<br>The girls wont be on you, fred, your face is all burnt<br>I patted him on the shoulder, said thanks for stopping by<br>Then I opened up the door and said take care guy<br>He got mad, drew back his arm, and slashed my shirt<br>I laughed at first, then thought, hold up, that hurt<br>It wasnt a dream, man, this guy was for real<br>I said, freddy, uh, pal, theres been an awful mistake here<br>No further words and then I darted upstairs<br>Crashed through my door then jumped on my bed<br>Pulled the covers up over my head<br>And said, oh please do something with fred<br>He jumped on my bed, went through the covers with his claws<br>Tried to get me, but my alarm went off<br>And then silence<br>It was a whole new day<br>I thought, huh, I wasnt scared of him anyway<br>Until I noticed those rips in my sheets<br>And that was proof that there had been a nightmare on my street<br>Fp: oh man, I gotta call jeff, I gotta call jeff<br>Come on, come on<br>Come on jeff, answer<br>Come on, man<br>Jj: hello? <br>Fp: jeff, this is prince, man<br>Jeff, wake up,<br>Jeff, wake up<br>Jj: what do you want? <br>Fp: jeff, wake up, man,<br>Listen to me, jeff<br>Jj: its three oclock in the morning, what do you want? <br>Fp: jeff, jeff, would you listen to me? <br>Listen, whatever you do, dont fall asleep<br>Jj: man<br>Fp: jeff, listen to me, dont go to sleep, jeff<br>Jj: look, Ill talk to you tomorrow, Im gong to bed<br>Ahhhhhh! ahhhhhh! (ha ha ha ha ha haaaa)<br>Fp: jeff! jeff! jeff! jeff! answer me, jeff!<br>Im your d.j. now, princey! ha ha ha ha ha ha ha haaaaa!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Will Smith - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q>
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Now I have a story that Id like to tell
About this guy you all know he had me scared as hell
He comes to me at night after I crawl into bed
Hes burnt up like a weenie and his name is fred
He wears the same ..."></div>
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