Nightmare on My Street
Now, I have a story that I'd like to tellAbout this guy, you all know him -- he had me scared as hellHe comes to me at night after I crawl into bedHe's burnt up like a weenie and his name is FredHe wears the same hat and sweater every single dayAnd even if it's hot outside, he wears it anywayHe's home when I'm awake, but he shows up when I'm asleepI can't believe that there's a nightmare on my street
It was a Saturday evening, if I remember it rightAnd we had just gotten back off tour last nightSo the gang and I thought that it would be groovyIf we summoned up the posse and done rushed the movieI got Angie, Jeff got TinaReady Rock got some girl I'd never seen in my lifeThat was all right because the lady was chillThen we dipped to the theater set to ill, buggin', cold, having a ballSomething about Elm Street was the movie we sawThe way it started was decent, you know, nothing real fancyAbout this homeboy named Fred and this girl named NancyBut, word, when it was over I said, "Yo, that was def!"And everything seemed all right when we leftBut when I got home and laid down to sleepThat began the nightmare... on my street
It was burning in my room like an ovenMy bed soaked with sweat, and man, I was buggingI checked the clock and it stopped at 12:30It had melted, it was so darn hot, and I was thirstyI wanted something cool to quench my thirstI thought to myself, "Yo, this heat is the worst!"But when I got downstairs I noticed something was wrongI was home all alone, but the TV was onI thought nothing of it as I grabbed the remoteI pushed the power button, and then I almost chokedWhen I heard this awful voice coming from behindIt said, "You turned off David Letterman...now you must die!"
Man, I ain't even wait to see who it wasBroke inside my drawers and screamed, "So long, cuz"1Got halfway up the block, I calmed down and stopped screamingThen thought, "Oh, I get it, I must be dreaming"I strolled back home with a grin on my grillI think that since this is a dream I might as well get illI walked in the house, the Big Bad Fresh PrinceBut Freddy killed all that noise real quickHe grabbed me by my neck and said, "Here's what we'll do:We got a lot of work here, me and you.The souls of your friends, you and I will claimYou've got the body and I've got the brain."
I said, "Yo, Fred, I think you got me all wrong --I ain't partners with nobody with nails that long.Look, I'll be honest man, this team won't work:The girls won't be on you, Fred, your face is all burnt."Fred got mad, and his head started steamingBut I thought, "What the hell, I'm only dreaming."I said, "Please leave, Fred, so I can get some sleep.But give me a call -- maybe we'll hang out next week."I patted him on the shoulder, said, "Thanks for stopping by"Then I opened up the door and said, "Take care, guy"He got mad, drew back his arm, and slashed my shirtI laughed at first, then thought, "Hold up, that hurt"
It wasn't a dream, man, this guy was for realI said, "Freddy, uh, pal, there's been an awful mistake here"No further words, and then I darted upstairsCrashed through my door then jumped on my bedPulled the covers up over my headAnd said, "Oh, please, do something with Fred"He jumped on my bed, went through the covers with his clawsTried to get me, but my alarm went offAnd then silence; it was a whole new dayI thought, "Huh, I wasn't scared of him anyway"Until I noticed those rips in my sheetsAnd that was proof that there had been a nightmare on my street
Fresh Prince: Oh man, I gotta call Jeff, I gotta call Jeff...Come on, come on...Come on, Jeff, answer!Come on, man!
Jazzy Jeff: Hello?
FP: Jeff, this is Prince... man Jeff, wake up! Jeff, wake up!
JJ: What do you want?
FP: Jeff, wake up, man, listen to me, Jeff!
JJ: It's three o'clock in the morning, what do you want?
FP: Jeff, Jeff, would you listen to me? Listen, whatever you do, don't fall asleep!
JJ: Man...
FP: Jeff, listen to me, don't go to sleep, Jeff!
JJ: look, I'll talk to you tomorrow, I'm gong to bed... ahhhhhh! Ahhhhhh! (Ha ha ha!!)
FP: Jeff! Jeff! Jeff! Jeff! Answer me, Jeff! (I'm your D.J. now, Princey! Ha ha ha!!)