Bad Dreams - Chill Rob G

Verse 
(Bust it...now) 
This is a matter of utmost urgency 
You might even call it a police emergency 
Suckers got ill when they finally heard the G 
Wasn't sellin' out  they tried to murder me 
Reached for my jammy like a troop's supposed to do 
Never let a sucker get too close to you 
Heard 'em comin'  ducked behind the wall 
Then saw the whites of his eyes  the first one had to fall 
Another bug creeped up the fire escape 
Trying to sneak, I guess he snuck too late 
Lookin' like a scene from Real Life Vice 
The way his head fell apart like a block of solid ice 
Uzi does it, come to think of it 
Dude had a nine, but his wasn't as fast as mine 
I heard the phone ring, should I answer? 
This is gettin' serious as terminal cancer 
And that is the final stage, my primal rage 
Began to rise and I started to fantasize 
How many more might try to rush the door 
And blast their way in, hell, I ain't stayin' 
I opened the back door and felt the summer night heat 
Saw a bunch of bugs wearin' white sheets 
What else could it mean? I know it ain't Halloween 
The cross in the background burnin' made a ill scene 
First I was panicky, then I was angry 
One creep even had a rope ready to hang me 
Now who am I supposed to be? Eddie Spaghetti? 
You come and vic Rob G any time you're ready? 
Fuck that, they had me trapped so I rushed back 
They tried to bust me but they don't have enough caps 
I dipped, dived, slipped, slid, they missed me 
I had to move quick or they was bound to get me 
One bullet grazed me, that didn't phase me 
What could I say? I was havin' a fucked up day 
Stood up and took aim, my finger on the trigger 
I shouted "Now let me hear you say nigger!" 
Well anyway, nobody spoke or went for broke 
The place was all clouded up from gunsmoke 
And everything got quiet, I don't buy it 
Just a second ago we had a riot 
They must be plannin' attack or settin' a trap 
Whatever the case you won't get this black 
Now I'm on the edge and there's no denyin' it 
Whatever the hell might work I'm tryin' it 
Thought I was a target that they could get right quick 
But I ain't goin' out like no statistic 
Another number, made me wonder 
How many other brothers they've put under 
I sat in the dark real still for a long time 
Didn't make a sound cos I've got a strong mind 
Made my way to the street, it was daybreak 
Must've fallen asleep, but for Pete's sake 
I didn't see the enemy tryin' to put an end to me 
The night before, my finger trigger was sore 
I went in the house to get a fresh clip 
And then I woke up an' shit... 
(It's a bad dream, man. That's all, man, you know what I'm sayin'? 
Guess I was just buggin' or somethin', man...)