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Bebop - NIGHTMARE ON HIGH STREET (feat. HB Yank, ScavengeHunter_HJP & Varch) Lyrics



Bebop - NIGHTMARE ON HIGH STREET (feat. HB Yank, ScavengeHunter_HJP & Varch) Lyrics
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Wake up there, buddy
What? What the f*ck is this
You just woke up in a slasher movie
What the hell are you ta- oh f*ck
Good morning, I'm Jason
I'm in your house on my f*ckin' vacation
I stay in Crystal Lake and
My blade binary like the f*ckin' Matrix
It's crazy, it's scary
Don't stick around or it'll get hairy
I got Krueger with a Ruger
Hidin' in the closet, ready to shoot ya
Hey Freddy, he's ready
Come on out, turn his brains to spaghetti
Big .45 and he's feelin' deadly
Now he's gonna pay the Voorhees and Freddy
Tax, riches and a whole lot of bitches
Stacks, stitches, we don't f*ck with snitches
Attack the British using dark physics
Relapse the mission, send the hoes to prison
I'm fast like a stitch, I'll close the distance
I'm back, send a message using only pigeons
I'm strapped, got you prayin', movin' like Christians
When I'm rappin' (wrappin') in your presence (presents) , I do it like Christmas
I'm abstract on a track, cut the act, I got a knack for flack, rippin' facts like I'm a critic
When in fact, when I'm in a black mask with a strap, my intentions are wack and they are cryptic
I'll relapse on quack and collapse bilat (eral) kneecaps with a mac, cause I'm shootin' ballistic
Cause I'm back on the map, runnin' traps, gettin' bags with the raps spittin' fast and they are rhythmic
Thanks to the team
Freddy and Jason and don't forget Scream
Saw is my gunner, bro f*ck do u mean
Frank is the opposite of a dream
We a nightmare, are you gettin' the theme
We break in your house and we burnin' it down
Annabelle makin' you understand now
Candyman don't want your f*ckin' handouts
Gang from the gutters like Penny the Clown
Got a pin on your head, call me Hellraiser
Got a full clip and one in the chamber
If Drac on the case, you are in danger
Hannibal Lecter hit you with the laser
Chucky get after your neck with a razor
Neo hit you in the face with the phaser
I am not jokin', like bro, I am gangsta
All of my hitmen, they were in FaZe, bruh
Like Leatherface, I'll hit you with the chain bruh
Gang is all PSYCHO, they bangin' with Bateman
Leadin' the crew, we got Freddy and Jason
Not far behind, we got Penny and Satan
Babadook on caboose, Predator on adjacent
007, bro that is my agent
Hold your tongue or you'll die in my basement, faceless, face it
Ivy to annex to prism to fuego
She jerk my shit now I'm brick like a lego
Billie jean tryna say that she preggo
I aint even hit and she still cant let go
Halloween they gon' scream a scary scene I left him in
Brought the team got pedigree we varsity just like them letterman
Knock three times up on the back he brought the bag we let him in
Don't promise me you'll give me sleep my right hook is a sedative
Not shit sweet
Like pete and repeat
You'll float stream
Subtract delete
When strentch him out
Like a trainer on basketball team
Racket like I'm Serena
Mafia style but start the femur
We some all stars and if you're not a believer
We'll smash your mouth send back to the bleachers
Call it a bleacher report
Magic spell make his body contort
Magic spell make his body
F*cking with me you'll be dead by daylight
We up the score and we running your fade like
Dirk Nowinski
Giving you buckets like the roof is leaky
I give her dick she feel it in her kidney
Halloween I get a break
Everyone else tryna be me
No you can't see me
Like John Cena
I supercede yah
I stay hungry but I still feed ya
Bitch
You don't wanna see me go murdering hoes
When it comes to it you already know
That the bloodshed is subject to be
Bleached out my clothes and see
She will never get a scratch on me
No DNA connects to me
Even wearing the OJ gloves, you see
Being a nice guy just don't fit me
No matter what I do anymore
It feels like I gotta kick down the door
Go for the torture, go for the gore
And get enough bleach so my clothes aren't orange
And you'll never f*cking silence me
I'm like a kid walking down the streets
Throwing a fit cause I got no treats
But the trick is I'll bury you in these streets
Don't come around to me on Halloween
Cause the hollow tips rolling down the streets
You can see that I murder everything
Even gotta murder all these f*cking beats
So you better not come around me
So you better not come around (come around)
So you better not come around me
Don't come around to me on Halloween
So you better not come around me
So you better not come around (come around)
So you better not come around me
Don't come around to me on Halloween
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Wake up there, buddy
What? What the f*ck is this
You just woke up in a slasher movie
What the hell are you ta- oh f*ck
Good morning, I'm Jason
I'm in your house on my f*ckin' vacation
I stay in Crystal Lake and
My blade binary like the f*ckin' Matrix
It's crazy, it's scary
Don't stick around or it'll get hairy
I got Krueger with a Ruger
Hidin' in the closet, ready to shoot ya
Hey Freddy, he's ready
Come on out, turn his brains to spaghetti
Big .45 and he's feelin' deadly
Now he's gonna pay the Voorhees and Freddy
Tax, riches and a whole lot of bitches
Stacks, stitches, we don't f*ck with snitches
Attack the British using dark physics
Relapse the mission, send the hoes to prison
I'm fast like a stitch, I'll close the distance
I'm back, send a message using only pigeons
I'm strapped, got you prayin', movin' like Christians
When I'm rappin' (wrappin') in your presence (presents) , I do it like Christmas
I'm abstract on a track, cut the act, I got a knack for flack, rippin' facts like I'm a critic
When in fact, when I'm in a black mask with a strap, my intentions are wack and they are cryptic
I'll relapse on quack and collapse bilat (eral) kneecaps with a mac, cause I'm shootin' ballistic
Cause I'm back on the map, runnin' traps, gettin' bags with the raps spittin' fast and they are rhythmic
Thanks to the team
Freddy and Jason and don't forget Scream
Saw is my gunner, bro f*ck do u mean
Frank is the opposite of a dream
We a nightmare, are you gettin' the theme
We break in your house and we burnin' it down
Annabelle makin' you understand now
Candyman don't want your f*ckin' handouts
Gang from the gutters like Penny the Clown
Got a pin on your head, call me Hellraiser
Got a full clip and one in the chamber
If Drac on the case, you are in danger
Hannibal Lecter hit you with the laser
Chucky get after your neck with a razor
Neo hit you in the face with the phaser
I am not jokin', like bro, I am gangsta
All of my hitmen, they were in FaZe, bruh
Like Leatherface, I'll hit you with the chain bruh
Gang is all PSYCHO, they bangin' with Bateman
Leadin' the crew, we got Freddy and Jason
Not far behind, we got Penny and Satan
Babadook on caboose, Predator on adjacent
007, bro that is my agent
Hold your tongue or you'll die in my basement, faceless, face it
Ivy to annex to prism to fuego
She jerk my shit now I'm brick like a lego
Billie jean tryna say that she preggo
I aint even hit and she still cant let go
Halloween they gon' scream a scary scene I left him in
Brought the team got pedigree we varsity just like them letterman
Knock three times up on the back he brought the bag we let him in
Don't promise me you'll give me sleep my right hook is a sedative
Not shit sweet
Like pete and repeat
You'll float stream
Subtract delete
When strentch him out
Like a trainer on basketball team
Racket like I'm Serena
Mafia style but start the femur
We some all stars and if you're not a believer
We'll smash your mouth send back to the bleachers
Call it a bleacher report
Magic spell make his body contort
Magic spell make his body
F*cking with me you'll be dead by daylight
We up the score and we running your fade like
Dirk Nowinski
Giving you buckets like the roof is leaky
I give her dick she feel it in her kidney
Halloween I get a break
Everyone else tryna be me
No you can't see me
Like John Cena
I supercede yah
I stay hungry but I still feed ya
Bitch
You don't wanna see me go murdering hoes
When it comes to it you already know
That the bloodshed is subject to be
Bleached out my clothes and see
She will never get a scratch on me
No DNA connects to me
Even wearing the OJ gloves, you see
Being a nice guy just don't fit me
No matter what I do anymore
It feels like I gotta kick down the door
Go for the torture, go for the gore
And get enough bleach so my clothes aren't orange
And you'll never f*cking silence me
I'm like a kid walking down the streets
Throwing a fit cause I got no treats
But the trick is I'll bury you in these streets
Don't come around to me on Halloween
Cause the hollow tips rolling down the streets
You can see that I murder everything
Even gotta murder all these f*cking beats
So you better not come around me
So you better not come around (come around)
So you better not come around me
Don't come around to me on Halloween
So you better not come around me
So you better not come around (come around)
So you better not come around me
Don't come around to me on Halloween
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Writer: Haden Parmarter, Braeden Thornton
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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