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Lyrics for SLEEP by Three 6 Mafia:
| | | Artist: | Three 6 Mafia |
| | Album: | Unknown | | Track: | SLEEP | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 312 | | | | Lyrics: | 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
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 drugs
interior golds
I tell you how is your profit
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
You niggas be jealous cuz my profit sellin'
Its fucking yo bitch but Nig-ga- roes
Just listen, I shouldn' have to mention
Yo ass
is in the click, you fell in the click
cuz you run yo mouth around the wrong misses bitch
Yo peep this, my niggas be packin' artillery making yo ass whine
I'm packin' this
bomb ass car that's robbin yo ass 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, 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 nigga before you think you got a convict
(bitch)
You got a steaming matter lil' boy that want the lifestyle of rich
[Hook:]
Sleep baby sleep
Princes is all I dream
Beware of this cloud, cuz 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 fuck 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
Boo under da bed, Crunchy behind da couch
Get 'em up wit galled off
Wit da mother fucking shit we talkin' about
Thug'd out, drugged out, already
Get 'em in they mother fucking sleep like Freddy
Split it, doin' it, them mutha fuckin
niggas doin' it
Pourin' it, the mutha fuckin Posse bitch
While you thinking we
slackin' up, we jackin' up yo fuckin 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
Hangin low and standin' hi, stayin' hi, on the mutha fuckin street
[Crunchy Black]
Should I let a nigga live?
Should I let a nigga die?
I should watch a nigga
cry
While I sing dem lullaby
As da tears hit the floor
Dealin' shit, how not
a roar?
Crunchy Black is not a whore
And Raven Red and heavens door
As I
soar through yo life
You be beggin' for some Christ
Aint no mutha fuckin' Christ
All I wanna see is die
[Juicy J]
Yo sleep at night, we coming through
yo mutha fuckin' window pane
Make sure at night, you shut it tight so the killer wont 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 bitch 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 theres nothing left
Please stay sleep!
[Hook | | | |
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