| Sleep when i’m dead, right now i got the recipe to make bread
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| Jealousy niggas want bullets in my head, envy niggas wanna catch me sleepin'
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| But never that…
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| I’ll get enough sleep when i’m dead, right now i got the recipe to make bread
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| Jealousy niggas want bullets in my head, envy niggas wanna catch me sleepin'
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| But never that…
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| (Verse 1: Prodigy)
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| You think it’s all a joke, but nah, you never know
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| I tried to told you shit was real, but you won’t hear me
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| Bet you feel the pain, look at your blood splatter
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| You see that bright white light; |
| i wrote your final chapter
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| You jelly when you see me, i sense a lot of hatred
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| You really wanna be down and get initiated
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| M.O.B.B. |
| blood, The Infamous, cousin
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| My whole unit, whole bunch of vultures and buzzers
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| We circle all around, we plottin' on your death
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| We schemin' on your dying, you can never catch me sleepin'
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| Cuz i’m watchin' you thinking watching me, stupid
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| I got the drop, i got the oo-wop and i’m gon' use it
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| Right now i’m on my shit, police is on my dick
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| They see the power i possess, they know my strength is crazy
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| Bulletproof truck, my shit got confiscated
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| When i get back i have a armed Denali waiting
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| (Chorus: Prodigy)
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| Sleep when i’m dead, right now i got the recipe to make bread
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| Jealousy niggas want bullets in my head, envy niggas wanna catch me sleepin'
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| But never that…
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| I’ll get enough sleep when i’m dead, right now i got the recipe to make bread
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| Jealousy niggas want bullets in my head, envy niggas wanna catch me sleepin'
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| But never that…
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| (Verse 2: Prodigy)
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| You think it’s fun and games, until them bodies lay
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| I stretch people out, yeah that’s right you better hear me
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| The hand canon blamming, it make your bone shatter
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| Then take your head with the bazooka or the rocket launcher
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| .357 blast, the .44 explode
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| I gotta hold it down, you fucked around you gotta go now
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| Baby, baby love, she wants some thug in her
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| I fill her up with love deep, then i go deeper
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| Getting jerry sprung, i have ya honey bun
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| You know the game, pimp playa, how you catchin' feelings?
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| Fuck a stupid bitch, i’m gettin' stupid rich
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| My money retarded, you fakin' now get crazy, they can —
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| Never get no rest, but i’ll be gettin' stacks
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| Never can relax cuz my brain is hyperactive
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| All about the dough, about the dough, heard you
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| I heard you looking for me nigga, here i go!
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| (Chorus: Prodigy)
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| Sleep when i’m dead, right now i got the recipe to make bread
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| Jealousy niggas want bullets in my head, envy niggas wanna catch me sleepin'
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| But never that…
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| I’ll get enough sleep when i’m dead, right now i got the recipe to make bread
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| Jealousy niggas want bullets in my head, envy niggas wanna catch me sleepin'
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| But never that… |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Sleep When I'm Dead , by - Prodigy. Song from the album H.N.I.C. Pt. 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп