Übersetzung: City Sleeps. Sleep With Me.
through this day Cold virgin air Is just all that remains In the cold Let darkness fall Chorus Sleep with me a dream in love (you're dreaming of) Sleep with me
and cities I can't pronounce And the places on the globe I didn't know existed In Romania she pulled me to the side and told me Pit you can have me and
city I'll go on till the winter gets me Oh, "sleep..." you wrote "sleep, my dear" In a letter somewhere Oh, but how can I sleep with your voice in my head With
fuck it by the case with da money, ya got cha game up you go waste dat money, lemme see it in ya face dat will show me ya love me at the end of the day
at, they right here I walk with em, ride with em, sleep with 'em Fuck with me, I'ma show you I'm a fool when I creep with 'em I'ma beast with em, Gizzle
Slim, won't you do that Nolia Clap with me Say Hot Girl, don't play with me Like Ying Yang, Let me see you salt shake for me I'm on the move, No stoppin
it on the raw never sleep with a bitch Keep it real with my niggaz Never weep for a bitch (Chorus) Lil' Wayne 2# Bling bling Everytime I come around yo city
Juvenile just like me Would'ja see that my words were a little bit cold a little bit trife Down with Tec Mafia Juvenile fa life Chorus: [Ms. Tee] Niggas
playin' wit me First Verse: Spark it up make it happen, grab your piece You deceased, fuckin' with me, oh it's pure beef Tragedy, homicide, battle me
suckin' me off the rest of the evenin' And i'm leavin', on to the next city Stashbox in the bus to I can bring the tex with me I gotta go cause i'm gettin
The fear of sleep has left me tired and worn. But in her dreams is where I will haunt her. I've seen the shadows.. Of this burning angel. These city lights
they had to fade it Everybody wants to rule the world A bag full of hope And a pocket of loose change I came to the city with nobody with me Today be
me (Because it all just sounds the same) So let me live with what I?ve taken from your eyes Keep them away from me Keep them away from me Because it?
me, what should I do? I had to feed my fuckin' family, what else could I do But be a thug Out slangin' with the homies Fuck hangin' with them phonies
but crack sales got me livin' well In a sense I'm suicidal with this thug's life Staying strapped forever trapped in this drug life God help me, cause
with Marvin Gaye last night, it had me shook Drippin peppermint Schnapps, with Jackie Wilson, and Sam Cooke Then some lady named Billie Holiday Sang sittin there kickin it with