: You better get some sleep tonight You better get some sleep tonight Honey, just warn your friends You better get some sleep tonight You always
Back to zero So you wanna blow us all to pieces Go meet your maker, head hung down And give him all your explanations Go ahead, throw down Back
somebody do it all for free Let somebody do the dirty work Let somebody do it all for free Let somebody do the dirty work Let somebody do the dirty work
Yeah man Gonna pulp you to a mess of bruises 'Cos that's what you're looking for There's a hole where your nose used to be Gonna kick you out of
had it I had it I had it with you Loved you in the lean years Loved you in the fat ones You're a mean mistreater You're a dirty dirty rat scum
Hear the voice of experience A word from the wise Grab opportunity While you're alive 'Cos if you follow the crowd 'Cos if you act like a coward
You move it to the left And you go for yourself You move it to the right Yeah if it takes all night Now take it kinda slow With a whole lot of soul
You fell out of the clear blue sky To the darkness below The smell of your flesh excites me My blood starts to flow So help me God You burst in
You better get some sleep tonight You better get some sleep tonight Honey, just warn your friends You better get some sleep tonight You always watch
Girl you're too bad Girl you're too rude Everyman I speak to Says he wants you Girl you're too bad Girl you're too rude Everyman I speak to Says
I wanna be on top Forever on the up And damn the competition I never play it fair I never turn a hair Just like the politicians I wrap my conscience
ain't ever worked before But her ass crazy fat And she know how to work the pole And she smoke a lil purp And she do it after work And she party all night
and blown [Khujo] Out here the volume workin ? Stankin cops get your skull split and gettin with it figuratively It's just that I showed them now they tried roll
: (feat. Big Scoob, Glasses Malone, Irv Da Phenom) [Intro: Tech N9ne] If you at the rink put ya skates on Roll with the nina celebrate and that the
, pure cocaine [x2] All I ever served out in these streets is pure cocaine [Young Cash:] Yeah, I never thought I would be ridin dirty on I-10 just reup
cracks of wooden floors Forming little cone mountains Fertile soil on which to rest My dirty little white stone With dimples to keep it from Rolling
label me a drug deala, just anotha hard nigga, Rest in peace to 2Pac, and the rest of ya'll thug niggas. Playaz hookin up, tryin to make work, Sendin work