Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sleepless, artist - Black Josh. Date of issue: 15.09.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Sleepless |
| I paved my way, you can keep my deposit |
| My moneys up, I’ll still leave with the profit, P’s in my pocket |
| Weed got me wheezy, I’m coughing |
| On THC 'til I sleep in a coffin |
| I’m sleazy and comic |
| I creep out a girls bed whilst you creep out the closet |
| With my d-o-g like Wallace, he’s a g-o-d, I’m demonic |
| He’s scheming some money |
| Be where you be, if you want it |
| If you’re pussy, I’ll leave you bleeding from it |
| With three in your forehead and leave you broken like a promise |
| I polish pocket, I’m not a novice |
| Got knowledge and acknowledge, all circles I’m I’m not in |
| Humble, modest, I pay homage, fallen soldiers ain’t forgotten |
| That’s in loving memory of my brother Thomas |
| And others that have been taken from us |
| I’m sat here blazing this chronic, with my new girl |
| She’s a goddess and I’m her Adonis |
| We live and lie, I’m just being honest |
| Wall of Palestine, got me reading on it |
| Empty’s how I’m feeling from it |
| Peace is what they keeping from us |
| Sleepless nights in the city centre |
| Putting the herb into a pretty ember |
| Head into the place they told us not to go |
| I came back a new man but I forgot my soul |
| There’s no rest for the wicked in this inner city (life) |
| There’s no rest for the wicked in this inner city (pressure) |
| There’s no rest for the wicked in this inner city (life) |
| There’s no rest for the wicked in this inner city |
| I’m getting about like a gypo, spitting fuego like Mr. Zippo |
| I got a new bae and her skin Amarillo |
| And her mouth wide like hippo so I get head like pillow |
| Now I’ve got 99 problems and a bitch ain’t one |
| Out here with my niggas I’ve been with since day one |
| Politicking 'bout how we getting off of the block |
| I lot of talk about no jobs, so he’s shotting the rock |
| But dats bullshit, we just don’t wanna conform |
| I been a rowdy rebel renegade since I was born |
| Rivershire Hospital til (?) 1−4 |
| Doing what I want and more so I hear a lot of talk |
| From people acting like they know me |
| Tryna tell me about myself but listen closely |
| Hear 'em say shit about themselves that they don’t see |
| Hypocrites, I’m surprised yous ain’t too far up your arses to give a shit |
| Sleepless nights in the city centre |
| Putting the herb into a pretty ember |
| Head into the place they told us not to go |
| I came back a new man but I forgot my soul |
| There’s no rest for the wicked in this inner city (life) |
| There’s no rest for the wicked in this inner city (pressure) |
| There’s no rest for the wicked in this inner city (life) |
| There’s no rest for the wicked in this inner city |