Sleep - Trembling Blue Stars

Please stay sleep please stay sleep
Please stay sleep you n***as stay sleep
Sippin on six murder minutes the sauce I give blood
From the cup to the coffin lid grill
Silence for singin some many six songs
Of a place they call heaven now skids or broke hell
Christian or rune my Lithonia despite ghetto
Suspension suspect a sent or no souls
Sinister sins I decided distract on a ancient crucial
Past like Krueger's is gross
Satanic in scent were wrote on the scent
It's so sacred created by Lucifer slaves
Silent secluded in secret somewhere in the swamp
In the land of protest a man-day
Infinite six eternal the six
Forever the six I sits outta da flames
Sick minded soldiers wit suffering
Singing and searching to stable severe for some pain
Scarecrow was me I was sent from the ceiling
Crossed over the thorn on my venomous tips
Such in the same antisocial by there is no sun
Daily as the right wipe on my lips
Indulge yourself with the posters
And noisy money and d**gs interior golds
I tell you how is your profit
Demand if it gets the whole world da new dinners and clothes
I click so quick my spells are slick
I'm comin' again with much more
You n***as be jealous cuz my profit sellin'
Its f**king yo B***h but Nig-ga- roes
Just listen I shouldn' have to mention
Yo a*s is in the click you fell in the click
Cuz you run yo mouth around the wrong misses b***h
Yo peep this my n***as be packin' artillery making yo a*s whine
I'm packin' this bomb a*s car that's robbin yo a*s blind all the time
You think I love you never n***a I'm out to get my cheese
Like Roger Rabbit who framed the n***a that guy left on his knees
Smokin' out cuz I need to get high before I go on my mission
My profit soldiers call me all about this thing called pimpin'
So listen n***a before you think you got a convict
B***h
You got a steaming matter lil' boy that want the lifestyle of rich
Sleep baby sleep
Princes is all I dream
Beware of this cloud cuz it is just too deep
Sleep baby sleep
We pimpin up on these h*es wit the Mack-10
The Mack-12 hit 'em wit the Mack-11
Catch ya slippin at the 7-11
Put the swords in the back of his cap send him straight to heaven 7
Lily villains couldn't stop these hits
Certainly when ya f**k around wit da Three Six Mafia on top a ya
Game really gotta wake 'em up wit the piggy bank
Really tho sissy h*e we up in ya house
Boo under da bed Crunchy behind da couch
Get 'em up wit galled off
Wit da mother f**king s**t we talkin' about
Thug'd out d**gged out already
Get 'em in they mother f**king sleep like Freddy
Split it doin' it them mutha f**kin n***as doin' it
Pourin' it the mutha f**kin Posse b***h
While you thinking we slackin' up we jackin' up yo f**kin s**t
Enemies from day one but today sons don't last so ball it
Where ya run at Da Three Six gun that all B*****s about the cheap
Hangin low and standin' hi stayin' hi on the mutha f**kin street
Should I let a n***a live
Should I let a n***a die
I should watch a n***a cry
While I sing dem lullaby
As da tears hit the floor
Dealin' s**t how not a roar
Crunchy Black is not a w***e
And Raven Red and heavens door
As I soar through yo life
You be beggin' for some Christ
Ain't no mutha f**kin' Christ
All I wanna see is die
Yo sleep at night we coming through yo mutha f**kin' window pane
Make sure at night you shut it tight so the killer won't split ya brain
Don't make a move in ya room you better believe it's a big surprise
Nuttin but them two like a glock boy a sick infrared between ya eyes
Tie that B***h up wit the gray tape
Rest of the body wrap it up wit a belt
Chop chop chop cut the dead body up till ya know there's nothing left
Please stay sleep