Nightmare Feels ft. John Anthony Lyrics

Pass me the mic on a normal day, I'm Norman Bates

I'm killing beats without a blade

Now they wanna hate, I'm here to stay

They want the beef, I'll bring the plate

Fuckin' with me is a fatal attraction

I'm poppin' the truck and I'm ready for action

My niggas are sliddin' without all the traction

I'm automatic, need the Patek, or a foreign chick, like a Jasmin

Ride for me like I'm Aladdin

Give her wood like I'm a cabin

Big booty, she got the wagon

Run it back like playin' Madden

Spit flames 'cause I'm a dragon

Insane, I know I'm spazzin'

I switch lanes, like I'm about'a pass ya

I need space like I'm part of NASA

I flip page to a different chapter

So quit sayin', I live in the past

'Cause you pricks ain't on my level

That's a prediction that will never happen

I've been great, who the fuck is asking?

You shit stains on a fucking napkin, yeah

Critics are sayin' they had me to fail

But they wasn't talkin' as bad as you, (Yeah)

I respond like I'm Patti LaBelle when I go and cop a new attitude

I poppin' the whips and then doing the splits and I'm replacin' bitches

I'm taking a fist to the face and I'm facin' conditions

I'm winnin' the race, I am so damn conditioned

Not leavin' a trace, there is no competition

I'm stealin' the base, don't matter who pitching

I'm beatin' the case, doesn't matter who snitching

I'm eatin' the plate, doesn't matter the kitchen

I swing on your face in a batters position

I feed on the hate 'cause this rapper ain't quittin'

You need me to stay so my ass you be kissin'

Believe me, this ain't even half a prediction

The villainous killer is back and you bitches are asking me

What the fuck happen to Villain?

Just look up a spitter inside of the dictionary

Bitch, you'll see I'm the actual picture