This is a song about "Nightmare on slaughter street"

I'm the nigga on the back street

The revolution will proceed

I heard your heartbeat, when you fell down on the street.

You can get ya cash on nigga if ya peep

Rob you on the street with the nine

Would look at us all the time

Got my j's on my feet as i'm walking down the street

My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet

Nightmare on elm street no matter how fast i run i still get beat. there's no

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

I pray the lord my guns to keep

When they see me on elm street

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

Slaughter every god and fly out on my nimbus

Leap above the street and splatter on the concrete,

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat