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Nightmare on My Street [Single Version]

DJ Jazzy Jeff & the Fresh Prince

Greatest Hits

1998

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 shirt
I laughed

Saddle My Dreams

Lila McCann

Lila

1997

fly 
Baby wishes have wings and so do I 
I want to ride like the wind 'til the sun sinks low 
Saddle my dreams wherever I go 

By the harvest moon

to slit little rich
kids in cribs dont attempt this shit so
step back while I prep up to pimp this bitch so I
says to the girl I'm like what up girl
shut up

Cowboy Boogie

Randy Travis

Wind in the Wire

1992

Well, he swings in a saddle, he's a real gone cat
With his Spanish spurs and his buckaroo hat
Camps in an old line shack way back in the sticks
He

often
Have to pin down on the mat when its climbs back out the coffin
It's outrageous and outstanding
That in the middle of a pandemic we out standing

start closing
Feet hurt back pains school was shit
Teachers had me everyday rolling spliffs
Look once again Fred's too laid back
Nah bruv this is science

right, ri)
NOW WAIT A MINUTE JUST STOP
The Hammond's good, but it's a bit too much
We'll bring it back to the Groove, 'cos it's just so lush!
This tune is

A Nightmare on My Street

DJ Jazzy Jeff & the Fresh Prince

Halloween Jam

2003

strolled back home with a grin on my grill
I'm thinkin' since this is a dream, I might as well get ill
I walked in the house, the big, bad, Fresh Prince

diamonds come by the carat
Can't believe la mama thought I was average
Tell the smoke Ima catchem in traffic 
I ain't sleeping till he rest in a casket

Saddle Me Up we riding bareback, with the west wind blowing your hair back
I got a horse named Cadillac and I hope you aint mad at that, we gon, hey

the Arm & Hammer, I got PTSD from the fed cameras (I knew)
Playin' Fred Hammond in the Lambo'
I be everywhere you can't go
You don't love Michelle,

On my Fred Hammond ain't no weapon gon prosper  
If it falls down my God never falters
Black boy with a white girl at the altar
Only thing I sold out

back like Slamball
Stand tall, my nigga
What's the sauce if you ain't savoring it
I'm in my season, you flavorless
You a icon like a bait and click
I'm

by the Thames
Under waterloo's shine, had a dream we were fine
Maybe somehow we were, in between
Still there's something 'bout men that I don't

being candid
The greats gone understand it
Gained strength from weakness and every flaw examined
No weapon formed shall prosper, ’96 Fred Hammond
Grandma

a new sherriff in town
And it ain't Reggie Hammond 2Pac:
Now shit's constantly hot, on my block
It never fails to be gunshots
Can't explain a mother's

at Costco
Inhaling a long Raw no headphone iPhone playing gospel
Fred Hammond clean hard hooping in the park with nutso Bellflower
One lot after the K-Mart

Policemen never could write
That's why our backs against the walls
Gun raised takin' out everything
Like bank withdrawals before the year 2K
And by the end

casualty yet I am stepping feel like Fred Hammond I'm singing no weapon
This is a remix I sing it like wop don't need to worry my God at the top
This is

don't ask me why
Who say that big man don't cry?
Come down Beres Hammond
Come tell the world why

And now I'm falling 
In love all over again, yeah

don't ask me why
Who say that big man don't cry?
Come down Beres Hammond
Come tell the world why

And now I'm falling 
In love all over again, yeah

The Old Chisholm Trail

Tex Ritter

Chuck Wagon Days

1969

money,
Goin' back home to see my honey.

Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea,
Come a ti yi yippee, come a ti yi yea.

With my knees in the saddle

Bare my cross
2020 vision
Fred Hammond
This my commission
Standing for greatness
Distant from peons
God word lives forever
I'm talking for eons
He did it

Yeah
Gotta try again
Gotta, gotta try again
Gotta try again
Mom was driving on the way to get her undergrad
She played Fred Hammond through