[2Pac:]
Quit starin' at me like a infra red ^!$$%
Don't fall to sleep

You can get ya cash on ^!$$% if ya peep
Other ^!$$%z close they eyes
Seein' dreams in they sleep

But don't fall asleep
Don't fall to sleep
You can get ya cash on


Pictures of penny
Sippin' my glass full of henny

Hands on my semi-
Automatic kill for pennies
Approach for contact

Cause I'm live I multiply
Soon as I open fire
^!$$%z die wit' open eyes

Scare to take a nap
It's a trap a long maze
Dreamin' of gettin' stacks

Makin' scratch the wrong way
What the song say
We murder mother$#&@ers daily

Black out blow the crack out
My lyrics never fail me
I inhale strong weed then release the stress

Deliver the bomb %#@! from the east to west
Like yay-yo
^!$$%z pull out when I say so

Commence to poppin' mother$#&@ers copy it fatal
'fficiently I delete then flee
The art of war

Livin' sucka free
Get wit' me
Mother$#&@er don't sleep


[Chorus x2: 2Pac]
Don't go to sleep

You can get ya cash on ^!$$% if ya peep
Other ^!$$%z close they eyes
Seein' dreams in they sleep

But don't fall asleep

[Young Buck:]

I'm starin' through my rear view
Doin' 'bout 90
The petal to the metal

So I can see what's behind me
Buckle up your seat belt eyes on the road
They know we ridin' dirty gotta play it how it go

They close down the projects the clubs been closed
And then they wonder why ^!$$%z breaking down o's
I'm a run away slave

Ya get it ^!$$% off the chain
I got that thug life %#@! runnin' through my veins
And now they scare

They know that I been heaven sent
And yeah we know the dope comin' from the president
But look at us

We ain't got %#@! to lose
Feel like we ballin' if we got a new pair of tennis shoes
In the ghetto or better yet home sweet home

This is the land of the free
But to me that's wrong
I'm on my way to the white house strapped wit' my heat

So don't fall asleep

Come on ^!$$%z


[Chorus x2]


[Chamillionaire:]
They say that the moe they hate ya the moe that it motivate ya
My mind set on grind my mental set on the paper

62 hours and countin' and I'm still awake
And they slippin' me sleepin' pills wit' the will I break
Broke ^!$$% always tellin' ya how to make ya cash adjust
So I just stop listenin' and now my cash is up
Red dotted the media cause they always mad at us

I don't see 'em tryin' to mediate when we get gats and bust
They just instigate and as soon as the get the tape
It's dropped from my ^!$$% life just as soon as they get the case
Personally I ain't trippin' on all this rappin' stuff
I'm takin' back my money counter cause it wasn't fast enough, yep

I got a couple problems (word) and none of 'em is money
Just those that love me to pretend to love me and say they buddies
Sometimes I want to maneuver with the ruger
To live like Freddie Krueger these nightmares just ain't as bloody
In meetings they always askin' what my passion is

(And the) money talks so I always have words to answer this (yep)
I can't relax cause its like I'm a fetti activist
Might see me on TV never a mat-tress

[Chorus]


Don't go to sleep

[Chorus]

Sleep banger


[Chorus x2]