What is sleep Lyrics

What is time

What is sleep

What is mind, what is weak

And we come from underneath

I'll die for mine I ain't no Leach

My brother trying to talk in code he trying to talk about them heats

I bet Gee Nine gone pour the lean in double cup so it won't leak

I'm bout to hang yo bitch up beat her down like a piñata

Annie bringing in a extra script because she know the doctor

Eighty four bullets left in the mag I call it Houshmandzadeh

And when I rap it's only business shit you better talk to gwolla

Seen a foreign bring in them white things its like a herd of sheep

Me and Dre hitting the road for 10 hours to Myrtle Beach

But this ain't my first rodeo

You ain't really know me though

Prolly fell off

I'm still hanging on nah I ain't letting go

Got to keep pushing got to keep working

Ain't nothing set in stone

Two Bullets two two threes but it broke seven bones

Told her ass I think you got to call me

You got the message wrong

I then seen some crazy shit then happen in abandoned homes

Waking up and go and get it

Yeah this shit non stop

Niggas fell in love with bluefaces

No Chrisean Rock

And it ain't fair, if you my enemy I'll hit your blind spot

Drop a dime or a nickel better keep yo head on the swivel

Heard he out there talking to the feds that nigga crazy as hell

Sitting on the couch missing his heads this nigga lazy as hell

I just pray to god that I succeed they wanna see me fail

I'm bout go climb my way up so I need a scale

Get up on him we gone keep the lead

We won't leave a trail get up on him

We won't leave no space we gone max him out

Who is you you think you Brad Pitt what's the act about

Nigga version of a mailman I bring the package out

The way I weigh it up put it in the bag thought I had four hands

That bitch a freak she tried to talk to me just from the close friends

I went on a run but I ain't tired I need more bands

We smoking this week I swear biscotti is my favorite strand

They went through my shit I swear to god that I ain't hide nothing

We ain't at the park I swear to god

We trying to slide something

And if she ain't think she was my girl then I wouldn't mind fucking

I bet if she know you a real nigga she wouldn't mind thugging

What is time what is sleep

What is mind what is weak

And we come from underneath

I'll die for mine I ain't no Leach

My brother trying to talk in code he trying to talk about them heats