J-Beatz - Nitemare lyrics

[Intro] I'm your worst nightmare Manna get buried, trust You don't want no problems [Verse 1] You can't test H he's military Just like a soldier, walk with a semi Cuts, scars, I ain't got any Can't move me nah I'm too heavy What did I say, duppy and bury Them MCs ain't worth a penny I can see that you ain't really ready I can see that you ain't really ready What did I say, kick and box Pull out the dezzy, lick two shots This guy's crazy k** a few cops H is hot can't chill on the blocks Man ain't no eediat, man ain't no prick Try one ting I'll pull out the stick Pablo, Bossman all in a whip Man get merked, thrown in a skip First thing I said was gimme, gimme, gimme Man wanna still act like they can't see me Blacked out window, satellite thingy I'm so cold so cold they call chilly Wanna test H, alright really You must be stupid, stupid like silly Manna get angry, manna get Milly Two gunshot, ah, how can they see me Light up the ganja, manna get parrow Big artillery, bolt and arrow Don't make beats, don't play piano Ten hand grenade man won't see tomorrow I don't wanna hear about no pain or sorrow Spray out the place 'till I'm out of ammo Bloodline UK, act like you dunno Pull out the AK, everybody run out [Chorus] Everybody tear, who it's me I'm your worst nightmare Ain't got a heart so how can I care, try anything shots in the air I ain't all there, swear, it ain't safe this year You can get sprayed anywhere, don't be a fool when H is here It's your worst nightmare, you get merked right there Wake up early, what should I wear Open the wardrobe, bare Nike Air It's your worst nightmare, you get merked right there Ain't got a heart so how can I care, any funny business shots in the air [Verse 2] You can't leave me behind, so fast it's like I speed through time So far straight past the finishing line, you probably thought I was finished with grime See I'm the best, best of them all Need a new style, give me a call No need to act like say we went school Stand over there put your name on the wall All they know, haze in a bag Go to the rave, waving a flag I ain't gonna hate, H ain't mad Them man are stranded, waiting on a cab This ain't sleaze, this ain't scandal This ain't arson I'm not a vandal Ain't getting shift no tag on my ankle When I come through that's an example Be successful mind your own business Done with the hype that will get you convicted DNA taken, fingers printed Can't see me, nah the windows tinted What did he say, what does he think What does he eat, what does he drink If it ain't champagne pour it down the sink Call up the gally like, ah let's link Don't go seaside, cut out the beach Back to the roads, back to the streets See me I'm anti-police, in the cage, can't get released Let's chill for a sec, check, William Hill for a bet Yeah, I don't care who you elect, Street Crime UK who'd you expect [Chorus] [Verse 3] It's time we move fast let's speed up the process Let's move further, make some progress I ain't gonna complain, I ain't gonna protest Move on, I don't want no stress Stick to the schedule, keep it clean cuz, let's be professional You're not deep but you've got potential All you need is a good instrumental What does he know, he talks trash Ain't got a job, don't pay tax Where does he live, probably in the flats I don't wanna hear it that's all crap So much changes in a small space How can I regulate in a small place Mans got stretch, bench press weights It's not little man, it's Big H This ain't a joke ting, no it's not a comedy Please read the small print, company policy I ain't gonna work man, this ain't a robbery I'm in charge, that's like honesty Hold tight the warlords, big up the warriors Out to the citizens, out to the foreigners Can't forget the fans and all of the followers Can't see me uh, you need binoculars Drinking, smoking, I'm not promoting Cool with the queen but, I'm not voting Big in the game but, I'm not boasting Feds on my case but, I'm still coping So it's about time I bring out the duppy Open the pyramid and bring out the mummy Make a likkle purchase, bring out my money You think you're bad well, bring out your gully [Chorus]