Demonz -N- My Sleep - Woodie

Demonz -N- My Sleep - Woodie

Год
2001
Язык
`Inglês`
Длительность
210010

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Demonz -N- My Sleep

Woodie

Gabe’s a west 20th street legend now, you know

Gotta keep that shit alive

Keep the story alive for the youngsters and shit

Show em what a real soldier does when he’s caught behind enemy lines

Tick tock, the clock is tickin in the Yoc

My pistol’s stocked, the hammer’s cocked

The top is dropped from block to block

How long will it be before I’m shot

Hole in my knot, enemies got me slippin

By the park in my skylark distracted by my CD skippin

They got me good, cracked my skull

Member Wood time to go, with my final breath in slow motion

I could feel my soul, driftin from my flesh

So much for a bulletproof vest

I left my ride to Lil Bird, homeboy sorry about the mess

I just got one favor to ask

Could you handle the simple task and make sure

Those who took my last breath die a gruesome mass death

Don’t know where I’m headed, I’m lookin around for hell or heaven

And then I woke up with a pain in my gut, headache and sweatin

I crack an old e to release, to keep my mind in one piece

Cuz sanity is hard to keep when fightin demons in your sleep

I try to view life in better ways with bright sunny days

But memories of dead homies invade ignitin my rage

You guys know what happened

You know shit got f*cked up after while

Brother got shot and I just went crazy

I didn’t give a f*ck no more

I’m starin at my homie laid out stiff on a gurney

2 shots to the head, no he can’t be dead

The thought of it got my stomach turning

With a 1 million dollar bail he couldn’t be caught for years

With detectives following dead end trails

Where the f*ck did he disappear?

It’s gotta be one of his tricks to get them Antioch dicks up out his mix

When the APD is callin it quits

He’s tucked away at a motel 6 that’s gotta be it

It’s gotta be, it’s the only way it all fits

I placed 2 fingers upon the lips of the body and then it hits

This is my homie, the body it ain’t a phony

Holy shit his wig is split, my legs forgettin to hold me

I gotta sit down, my disbelief’s completely erased, I felt displaced

A salty taste builds up as tears run down my face

While it’s sinkin in, I’m thinkin in a murderous fashion

The swat team only shot one thing

Act as a legal assassin, now Raymond, Blackbird and his babies

Rest in peace, their days are over

Every homie got more gang obligations laid on my shoulders

Gotta get Snoop released by slappin g’z down on criminal lawyer fees

Keep my gang outta police sight

Produce and write, make money increase, handlin funk at the same time

Makin this Yoc life shit go nationwide in case I die before we rise

I apologize homeboys I tried

I crack an old e to release, to keep my mind in one piece

Cuz sanity is hard to keep when fightin demons in your sleep

I try to view life in better ways with bright sunny days

But memories of dead homies invade ignitin my rage

You remember me

The mainyest one in the click

Those days are gone now, I’m kinda weak minded now

You know after all these years of runnin and shit

I’m still crazy don’t get me wrong

I’ll still kill a mutherf*cker real quick

Every once in a while you guys have a barbecue and remember me

You know what I’m sayin

I love you guys all of you

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