(Feat. Mobb Deep). [Hook: 50 Cent]. I have nightmares nightmares all the time. I wake up I look up shook up say fuck put my hands on my nine. Niggas I cut or we stuck and they move so we buck they come back in my dreams at night. I have nightmares nightmares all the time. [Verse 1: Prodigy]. Last night I had a vision of my dead friends in my sleep they showed my things I aint really wanna see. They showed me flashbacks of murder scenes bodies bubblin in acid tubs with they feet head and hands cut off oh shit I had woke up buggin sweatin bullets checkin for my gun I gotta stop smoking that haze or something I kno I aint crazy I'll go outside for some fresh air maybe it's 3 oclock in the night the block is on fire took my nigga bottle for a swig oh the fire he told he just had seen the bitch ass nigga must be god that's keeping me from seein this nigga wanna crawl on me and creep on me cuz they kno better then to let me see him in front of me outside the car away from the police I'll turn him into dreams demons in my sleep. [Hook]. [Verse 2: 50 cent]. Everytime I go to sleep it's like I stroll down memory lane and see the dirt I've done before how I accuired the fame if you can see what I see you see me poppin the chain or you see me scrappin I pull out and pop off that thang I'm usually hustlin bubblin slingin that 'caine no matter the weather it's sun snow sleet or it's rain see fiends got a habit it hurts so they feedin they vein and I gotta habbit of havin grahams of it mayne I'm chasin the paper it' simple I'm bout my bread I cock it and pop it your white tee will turn red see niggas that know me who owe me they see me they run they know if I catch em I cut em for feed em my gun it's real in the field nigga front and get yo cap peeled with that nina that check that? on that mack meal unload and reload I live by the streets code and pray to lord have mercy on my soul. [Hook]. [Verse 3: Havoc]. Keep havin these dreams I think I'm just losin my brain I wake up in sweat my girl think I'm sniffin that 'caine I try to remember but none of them ever the same I dream of my brother but never since he passed away he talk to me and I can't hear nothing he say fuck it go along with it just be happy to see him I think that nigga tryna tell me something though when I see him I forget to ask him fuck I wanan know. Probably tryna to tell me your gun it better blow when you in the street can't react slow cuz niggas in this rap game think shit sweet getting disrespectful like I won't push meat should be poppin off in my dream but then I get caught is he tryin to tell me so my soldiers cuz you a bust niggas wanna see my down I aint 'fraid of getting poked damn if I ever go broke. [Hook]