- I Can't Go to Sleep 歌词 Issac Hayes Ghostface Killah Wu-Tang Clan RZA
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- RZA I Can't Go to Sleep 歌词
- Issac Hayes Ghostface Killah Wu-Tang Clan RZA
- Technique is ill son watch how I spill one
Peace to Biggie 2Pac Big L and Big Pun
Havoc on the streets of Staten snitches
House niggas children watch
As they produce the same pattern
Somebody raped our women
murdered our babies
Hit us with the cracks and guns
In the early 80's
For those that murdered me shall
Stand before God
To fall at the hands of fate
Then out comes the rod
Bring it back bring it back
Bring it back
What the f**k is going on
I can't go to sleep
Feds jumping out their jeeps
I can't go to sleep
Babies with flies on they cheeks
It's hard to go to sleep
Ish bowled two 6's twice
I couldn't go to sleep
Aiyyo we deep in the stairs
We carry big guns
Whippy got hit up with the big shit
Bong bong
Stop at the cheeba spot
Then pass the leak spot
Drove past y'all niggas again you took a cheap shot
Not knowing f**king with me you
Get your meat chopped
You thought we fell on our face
you need to be stopped
Call on the chariots call on an ambulance
You better smile my nigga you on Candid Cam
Gangsta broad these be the laws
Walk with big balls
Nigga motherf**king eunuch
I even take which was yours
I'm the nigga that made you man
When your rap wasn't doing well
I'm the nigga that gave you a hand
Don't kill your brother learn to love each other
Don't get mad cause it ain't that bad
Look at who you are you've come too far
It's in your hands just be a man
Get the jelly out your spine
Cobwebs out of your mind
I can't go to sleep I can't shut my eyes
They shot the father at his mom's
Building seven times
They shot Malcolm in the chest
Front of his little seeds
Jesse watched as they shot King on the balcony
Exported Marcus Garvey cause he tried to spark us
With the knowledge of ourselves and our forefathers
Oh Jacqueline you heard the rifle shots crackling
Her husband's head in her hands
You tried to put it back in
America's watching blood-stained
Ink blotches
Medgar took one to the skull for
Integrating college
What's the science Somebody
This is trick knowledge
They try to keep us enslaved and
Still scrape for dollars
Walking through Park Hill drunk as a f**k
Looking around like these Devils
I'm ready to break this world down
They got me trapped up in a metal gate
Just stressed out with hate
And just give me no time
To relax and use my mind to meditate
What should I do grab a blunt or a brew
Grab a 22 and run out there and
Put this f**king violence in you
I can't go to sleep I can't shut em son I
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