Sleep

ScareCrow] Please stay sleep, please stay sleep please stay sleep, you niggas stay sleep Sippin on six murder minutes, the sauce I give blood from the cup to the coffin lid grill of a place they call heaven now skids or broke hell Silence for singin some many six songs Christian or rune, my Lithonia despite ghetto Sinister sins I decided distract on a ancient crucial suspension suspect a sent or no souls 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 crossed over the thorn on my venomous tips Such in the same antisocial by there is no sun Scarecrow was me, I was sent from the ceiling daily as the right wipe on my lips Indulge yourself with the posters I tell you how is your profit and noisy money and drugs interior golds demand if it gets the whole world da new dinners and clothes [Gangsta Boo] I click so quick, my spells are slick I'm comin' again with much more Its f**king yo bitch but Nig-ga- roes You niggas be jealous 'cause my profit sellin' 'cause you run yo mouth around the wrong misses bitch Just listen, I shouldn' have to mention Yo a*s is in the click, you fell in the click Yo peep this, my niggas 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 nigga I'm out to get my cheese Like Roger Rabbit, who framed the nigga that guy left on his knees? Smokin' out, 'cause I need to get high before I go on my mission My profit soldiers call me all about this thing called pimpin' So listen nigga before you think you got a convict (bitch) You got a steaming matter lil' boy that want the lifestyle of rich Sleep baby sleep [Hook:] Princes is all I dream Beware of this cloud, 'cause it is just too deep Sleep baby sleep [DJ Paul] We pimpin up on these hoes 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 hoe, we up in ya house Get 'em up wit galled off Boo under da bed, Crunchy behind da couch Wit da mother f**king shit we talkin' about Thug'd out, drugged out, already Get 'em in they mother f**king sleep like Freddy Split it, doin' it, them mutha f**kin niggas doin' it Pourin' it, the mutha f**kin Posse bitch While you thinking we slackin' up, we jackin' up yo f**kin shit Enemies from day one, but today sons, don't last, so ball it Where ya run at? Da Three Six gun that, all bitches about the cheap [Crunchy Black] Hangin low and standin' hi, stayin' hi, on the mutha f**kin street Should I let a nigga live? Should I let a nigga die? I should watch a nigga cry As da tears hit the floor Dealin' shit, how not a roar? While I sing dem lullaby Crunchy Black is not a whore And Raven Red and heavens door You be beggin' for some Christ As I soar through yo life Aint no mutha f**kin' Christ All I wanna see is die [Juicy J] Yo sleep at night, we coming through yo mutha f**kin' window pane Make sure at night, you shut it tight so the killer wont split ya brain Nuttin but them two like a glock boy a sick infrared between ya eyes Don't make a move in ya room you better believe it's a big surprise rest of the body wrap it up wit a belt Tie that bitch up wit the gray tape, Please stay sleep! Chop, chop, chop, cut the dead body up till ya know theres nothing left [Hook