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2PAC FT. EMINEM, THE NOTORIOUS B.I.G. & DR DRE lyrics : "Don't Go To Sleep"

Don't fall asleep
You can get your cash on ^!$$% if you peep
Other ^!$$%s close there eyes seeing dreams in they sleep

But don't fall a sleep
Don't fall asleep
You can get your cash on





Pictures of plenty
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
^!$$%s die with open eyes
Scared to take a nap

It's a trap
A long maze
Dreamin' of getting stacks

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

Black out
Blow the the track out
My lyrics never fail me

I inhale strong weed
Then release the stress
Deliver the bomb %#@! from the East to West

Like Yayo
^!$$%s pull out
When I say so

Commence to poppin'
Mother$#&@ers copy it's fatal
Efficiently I delete and flee

The art of war living sucka free
Get with me
Muther$#&@ers just don't sleep





I'm staring through my rear-view doing 'bout 90
The pedal to the metal
So I can't see what's behind me

Buckle up your seat belt
Eyes on the road
They know we riding dirty got playa hiding Gold

They go down to the projects, the clubs been closed
And then they wonder why ^!$$%s braking down O's
I'm a runaway slave

You get it ^!$$%, off the chain
I got that Thug Life %#@! running through my veins
And now they scared

They knowing that I've been heaven sent
And yeah we know the dop coming from the President
But look at us

We ain't got %#@! to lose
The life 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 with my heat
So don't fall asleep
Come on ^!$$%


(Chorus x2)


(Verse Three: Chamillionare)

They say that the more they hate you

The more that it motivates you
My minds set on crime, my mental set on the paper
62 hours and counting and I'm still awake

And they slipping me sleeping pill's with the will I break
Broke ^!$$%s always telling you how to make your cash and just
So I just stop listening and now my cash is up
Red dotted the media they always mad at us
I don't see them trying to mediate when they get they Gat's and bust

They just instigating as soon as they get the tape, it's dropped
And my ^!$$%s locked as soon as they get the case
Personally I ain't tripping on all that rapping stuff
I'm taking back my money counter's wasn't fast enough
Yup

I got a couple problems
And none of them is money
and pretend they love me and say they buddies
Sometimes I want to mauve with the Ruger
Kill ya like Freddie Kruger

These nightmare's just ain't as bloody
The media they always asking me what my passion is (And)
Money talks to I always have voice to answer this
I can't relax cause it's like I'm a fetty activist
See me on T.V never a mattress


(Chorus repeated till end)

Don't go to sleep ^!$$%
Don't close your eyes
Don't go to sleep

Sleep baby

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