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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
DJ Jazzy Jeff
DJ
Will Smith
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Peter Harris
Songwriter
Jeffrey Townes
Songwriter
Will Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Jazzy Jeff & The Fresh Prince
Producer
Bryan New
Mixing Engineer
Pete Q. Harris
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Now I have a story that I'd like to tell
About this guy, you all know him, he has me scared as hell
He comes to me at night after I crawl into bed
He's burnt up like a weenie and his name is Fred
He wears the same hat and sweater every single day
And even if it's hot outside, he wears it anyway
He's gone when I'm awake, but he shows up when I'm asleep
I can't believe that there's a nightmare, on my street
[Verse 2]
It was a Saturday evening if I remember it right
And we had just gotten back off tour last night
So the gang and I thought that it would be groovy
If we summoned up the posse and done rushed the movies
I got Angie, Jeff got Tina
Ready Rock got some girl I'd never seen in my life
That was alright, 'cause the lady was chill
Then we dipped to the theater, set to ill
[Verse 3]
We saw Elm Street, and, man, it was def
And everything seemed alright when we left
But when I got home and laid down to sleep
That began the nightmare, but on my street
[Verse 4]
It was burning in my room like an oven
My bed soaked with sweat, and man, I was buggin'
I checked the clock, and it stopped at 12:30
It had melted, it was so darn hot, and I was thirsty
I went downstairs to grab some juice or a Coke
Flipped the TV off, and then I almost choked
When I heard this awful voice comin' from behind
It said, "You turned off David Letterman, now you must die"
[Verse 5]
Man, I ain't even wait to see who it was
Broke outside in my drawers, and screamed, "So long, cuz"
Got halfway up the block, I calmed down and stopped screamin'
Then thought, "Oh, I get it, I must be dreamin'"
I strolled back home with a grin on my grill
I figured since this is a dream, I might as well get ill
I walked in the house, the big, bad Fresh Prince
But Freddy killed all that noise real quick
[Verse 6]
He grabbed me by my neck and said
"Here's what we'll do, we got a lotta work here, me and you
The souls of your friends, you and I will claim
You've got the body, and I've got the brain"
I said, "Yo, Fred, I think you've got me all wrong
I ain't partners with nobody with nails that long
Look, I'll be honest, man, this team won't work
The girls won't be on you, Fred, your face is all burnt"
[Verse 7]
I pat him on the shoulder, said, "Thanks for stoppin' 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 at first, then thought, "Hold up, that hurt"
It wasn't a dream, man, this guy was for real
I said, "Freddy, uh, pal, there's been an awful mistake here"
No further words, and then I darted upstairs
Crashed through my door, then jumped on my bed
[Verse 8]
Pulled the covers up over my head and said
"Oh, please do somethin' with Fred"
He jumped on my bed, went through the covers with his claws
Tried to get me, but my alarm went off
And then silence, it was a whole new day
I thought, "Huh, I wasn't scared of him anyway"
Until I noticed those rips in my sheets
And that was proof that there had been a nightmare on my street
[Verse 9]
Ah, man, I gotta call Jeff, I gotta call Jeff
Come on, come on
Come on, Jeff, answer
Come on, man
(Hello?)
Jeff, this is Prince, man
Jeff, wake up, Jeff, wake up
(What do you want?)
Jeff, wake up, man
Listen to me, Jeff
(It's three o'clock in the mornin', what do you want?)
Jeff, listen, Jeff, would you listen to me?
Whatever you do, don't fall asleep
(Man)
Jeff, listen to me, don't go to sleep, Jeff
(Look, look, I'll talk to you tomorrow, I'm goin' to bed)
(Aah!)
Jeff, Jeff
Jeff
Jeff, Jeff
Jeff, answer me, Jeff
(I'm your DJ now, Princey)
(Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)
Written by: Jeffrey Townes, Peter Harris, Wiilard Smith