Can't sleep Nigga can't sleep I can't sleep I can't sleep lawd
I'm wide awake I can't sleep and [x7]
I can't sleep still wide awake And I can't sleep still wide awake And I think I lost my fucking mind Cause I swear to God I wanna die today [x2]
Now take it back to the motherfucking days When a young nigga didn't have any fucking problems Where did you go and who do you call? When you feel like you had ran out of every fucking option And I'm a pill pop till a nigga feel nauseous Suicide on my mind got me mentally exhausted Fell in love with the pain cutting my own wrist And watching the blood drip don't nobody give a shit Until that motherfucking trip Gone postal Loco Damn my nigga lost it What does everybody think that I am finna do? Here is something you can never understand Is the way I kill a man Make a life seem minuscule Been a fool Try to OD back in middle school Losing my composure I'm dosing but tryna keep it cool Cause if it don't make money Than it don't make sense In the land where a handful of cash rules Dirt broke The way that niggas are re-tenant Complacent with being tenant The problem never lieutenant In a system where ownership depended on profession Confessin' that I'm obsessed With the craft that I've adapted Writing a spiritual doctrine I've back it up on conflict I deal with on the constant Skeletons in my closet Place sins on my conscience Does anybody ever listen when a young nigga speak? My god! What? You ain't got a voice in your head That tell you to leave 'em dead Turn the white wall red, nigga Cut a motherfucker throat I sit and I watch 'em choke Suffocate upon your last fucking breath, nigga Schizophrenic yes I am Another young black man With a whole lot of pain I have nothing to lose And everything to obtain Going crazy with these suicidal thoughts in my brain
I can't sleep still wide awake And I can't sleep still wide awake And I think I lost my fucking mind Cause I swear to God I wanna die today [x2]
Now I personally feel You should never get involved With a psychopathic killer that's living closer to God In a blacked out room with a demon on the wall Already hallucinating from a handful of acid Crashed the damn van inside of the mad casket Cultivated the vision re-visual whiplashes Premonitions of death, I've seen through thick glasses I'm runnin' outta time but preaching to big masses Sanctifying a mind of a lost atheist bastard Covenants of the woman that's battin' her eyelashes Blacked out the aesthetics I'm grabbin' a whore faster Retract and attack on the motherfuckin' master Servin' an hors d'oeuvre of blood, pain and disaster Painted a perfect picture of bodies gettin' disfigured I started off with a pen until I'm slicin' the cartilage Cuttin' yo body open like a fuckin' Cardiologist I'm just an entity with an appetite Not a mothafucka that anotha nigga wanna aggravate Hand on a blade, shaky whenever agitated Not exaggerated it's factual when elaborated I collaborated with the spirit of every serial killer With a couple John Does that were found by the river Just a few random thoughts you can find in my mind The greatest of all-time ah!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
