Sleep Wit One Eye Open
(808 Pimp, Phatboy, Slim)
<808 Pimp>It's about the time 12 o'clock on the dot
Find this fool introduce his skull to my glock
Haste makes waste
My hollow tips make mess of your face in this race
Its just a little taste of my misery
You can't injure me untouchable mc strapped with TNT to blow up this industry
My heart pumps greed
Cause i need the green
A fiend for the power and cream
Devilish scheme is what I got up my sleave
Get in my way you'll be leavin in the bag you best believe
I make the army retreat to neutral ground
With the 50 caliber rounds
I'm holdin it down
Pack em up
Smack em up
Crack em up
You talkin drama actin up i hope you can back it up
The blocka blocka
Bullets rocka
Burnin shit like binaca you best ta call a doctor
Cause the streets is the morgue and you knew it
You blew it
Drain your plasma replace your soul with embalming fluid
Boy you dead in this game
But to make sure depositing nine millie slugs in your brain
Better safe than sorry
Shoulda listened to momma
When she said to stay away from the drama
The verbal unibomber C-4 explosive rhymer
Cause i'm set to ignite
Ain't no stoppin this timer
So take cover from tha fallout
Ya stalled out
Ya ball out
Death called out
Brawl out
You best ta run cause i'm goin all out
And when they find ya
You'll Feel your life gettin torn out
<Phatboy>
I really get violent when motherfuckers think they gonna
Try n creep me for my money and get away wit it
Cause when that happens and i'm down ta ride
A muphukka is bound ta die
And don't think that you can hide
Cause its only a matter of muphukkin time before i find where you reside
And when I do pull that kickdoe, don't worry bout no muphukkin 4-4
Now don't play yourself kid, cause i will have one strapped to my back
But i'ma use knives to take your life
And don't worry you aint gonna have time to react
You chose to play wit da choppas, and i'ma give you a separate slice
For each day it took me to find ya
But before I kill ya i'ma get straight to the point
Where the fuck is my money?
And who the fuck made you da joint?
Thought you had the juice to fuck with my crew and get away
Hope it was worth it cause you about to meet your final day
I'm so fuckin down ta blast but i'ma cut up your body slow
First I cut off your top lip and ask you
Why the fuck you steal my doe
Aggravation from your stupid decisions
Released with every incision
Kept this invasion to myself
Cause I ain't goin to prison
While I am there i'm takin your checks your plastic, and hand writing samples
Jackin all of your assets
And then I'll ride out to Tampa
Before I bounce you catch Reebok to your ribs
Repeated! Repeated! You motherfucker you see this!
This is what happens when you try ta play me
Yeah ya pay G
Brought out tha hate in me cause ya made me
Now I ask ya, got any final words or requests?
Next time don't creep and then sleep
Now breathe your last breath.
<808 Pimp>
A dirty nasty motherfucker
Representin them south killas
Packin AK-47s camoflauged, we guerillas
Real niggaz
Livin life
5 figures
Feelin death creepin up got our fingers on the trigger
But life is a game and this game is a war
Sleepin packin nine millies
Master Locks on the door
Not knowin my friends
I'm watchin my foes
Who's tappin my phone?
Leave me alone!
Handlin the chrome
Step up boy its on
Endin this shit
With holes in your dome
Cause i've had it up to here with the pistol packin, money stackin, MCs actin
What you think you is Action Jackson?
Got me laughin with the crap that you yappin
Fools is nappin
Bitch what's happenin!?
<Slim>
Sleep wit one eye open
My niggaz is scopin
Got yo bitch ass hopin
We don't find you
Cause you done slipped and fucked up
Now I got to creep on a come up find where you lay at
Leave ya done up
Got you actin paranoid in these streets
Comin wit drama will leave you 6ft deep in a casket
Now ya dead
Bullet off in yo head
Face down on the pavement staining concrete bloody red
That's when I stick you fo your grip and yo chips
Go find another bitch to stick and rip and then I dips
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