[Verse 1] Night terrors, wake up screaming Look down at your palms, feeling sticky they're bleeding But it's okay man ‘cause I'm type O positive And I'm positive I smoked some O and got high as sh** Dreaming of demonic sh**, speaking of dreams I'll jump into yours and demolish it Get your dream girl, tell her to s** my dick and polish it Tell her to give me all the brain she got Man I'm on some college sh**, looking for a college chick Nope I ain't no baller b**h, you won't get no scholarship What you get is what you get Ooh let's fall in love, or at least that's what they're calling it Leave your Pee Wee Herman boyfriend, I don't know what you saw in him Oh that's right, that fat wallet looks really nice on him Now he's k**ing himself, aww that's so nice of him Inviting Mr. Grim, over to spend the night with him Let's lock him in the den and have him for dinner later Let the demons get to him and grind him up like skaters Tell him to keep it down! He's waking up the neighbors! My greater moments are when I spark hard bars in the dark Having thoughts of Donnie Dark, yeah [Verse 2] Night terrors, wake up falling Voices in your head, screaming, calling Look around your room and see angels and demons brawling I'm evolving into something obscene, the worst you've seen And these goblins involving me in problems, smirking at me ‘Cause they Stalins [stalling] while I'm Russians [rushing] Loving to see me bleed and I attempt to flee, but I'm running into nothing The temperature increases and my blood starts bubbling At a thousand degrees or something I'm in the belly of the beast and it's grumbling It's hungry for flesh and I'm stumbling into d**h I guess, ‘cause yes I f**ed up when I messed with Mr. Ouiji Now I'm brain dead, head oozing, getting the same visions on repeat Of goons cleaning up my blood with squeegees My instinct is to escape this precinct I'm having night terrors, and I can hardly see me But I feel me creeping to my reaping, sweating and shaking while I'm sleeping Then I bounce up awakened by a loud screeching Then leap into my bed, how the f** I get up the ceiling? I have a fever and I ignore the squealing Of the chaplain saying that I'm not following God's teaching I look him in the face and I say you neither Maybe they'll listen if I sound like Justin Bieber, Baby, baby, oh, f** it Life's a tranny b**h with a dick, careless of where it stuck it [Verse 3] Night terrors, wake up struggling, trying Your mama's mumbling and she's crying Reciting prayer after prayer, pleading you won't die and The walls start rumbling, pissed the devil off and he's replying Silly woman, or stupid humans rather Place malice on thyselves and repent after Fake habits to repel hell in any matter, doesn't matter I've had your soul for collateral since you popped out the hole Then the screams are drowned out by laughter No! Leave me alone I've shown no interest In becoming your clone, don't make me your slave or your apprentice Get out my dome, my psyche, and my intestines I can't leave you alone, I reside inside you And if you were to die then I would die too I'm inside you, I am you Damn you! That ain't true And your eyes start rolling back, bones breaking in your back Heart attacks, holy water baths, neck begins to crack You increasingly start to lack breath, you begin to gasp, vision goes black, ahhh! Then you fall back to find evil spirits have been giving you flack You don't understand so you reverse the track and try to find error But the error is within, now you're having night terrors [Outro] Money, money, money… Money is the root, root, root… Money, money, money… Money is the root of all, money is the root of all… Music, music, music… Uuhhh… Music is the root, root, root… Ahhhh Money, money, money, yeahhh… Money is the root of all evil, evil… yeah… Music, music, music… is the root of all sanity…