| [Verse 1 — Jay Reaper)
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| I’m the dust sprinkler, mr. |
| Wink atcha
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| Superstar, mr. |
| Who wants a signature
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| Im fuckin rich, got a bitch and a big ass car
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| House on the hill, living large
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| But I got a feeling that something ain’t right though
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| When i see the night fall
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| I turn to a psycho, cyclone
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| I’m nipple twisting the whole scene
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| While I scream: «I have a dream!»
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| That might scare folks like a nightmare
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| You never quite had thoughts that I share
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| This is your brain on drugs, the fried egg
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| They always say don’t touch the knifes edge
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| Yet curiousity killed the cat kids
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| Even though we can always hear the snake in the grass hiss
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| We take our chances and get bitten
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| And wind up a dead kitten
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| Victim, I put em to sleep like Charles Dickens
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| Man with the mask, Madvillain
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| Mad appealing, mad at rap and rappers there’s more than a billion
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| I put em in a box, put the box in a building
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| Cause I’m more than willing to do the devils deeds
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| When I catch a case I call Keanu Reaves
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| Don’t disturb me when I’m passed asleep
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| It might be the moment that I have a dream
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| About a trip where I’m seeing shit like odissee
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| I’m floating on a cloud with Jen Connelly
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| (probably) got all the luck I got a million bucks
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| I hope I won’t wake up broke as fuck
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| Cause I’m just getting started… mind fuckin you retarded
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| Break into your appartment, start pissing on your carpet
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| This black man is not the issue, the issue is you spitting out ya bloody tissue
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| It’s crystal clear the way the rap flows
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| Elevated levels, staring at the cloud light like eskmo
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| I’m sure as hell won’t be the asshole bitchin
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| As the world keeps spinning
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| You may think you can fuck with us, think that you’re winning
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| But the feeling won’t last like zed in pulp fiction
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| I wish i could show yall, it’s not what it seems
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| You only exist, cause I have a dream
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| It comes from the subconscience
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| Constant conflict, no non-sense
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| Better beware cause monsters excist
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| They’re quick to pull you in the water, under the bridge
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| That shit stinks like vomit and piss
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| Rub the lamp and we’ll grant you one wish
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| One hit wonder crushers
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| You can call us the slumber brothers |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Slumber Brothers , by - Dope D.O.D.. Song from the album Evil EP, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп