that I would go right out of my mind Until a friend told me the news He said, "Hey, you know that vacant lot Right beside the gas station? Well, somebody
a nickel Wacka wacka doodoo yeah Well, let me tell you, people, it wasn't long at all before my dream came true Because the very next day, a local radio station
88.5 Chicago. Yeah. I shoot the gift on the radio station 88.5 WHPK was the only station that would fuck with rap 88.5 Chicago. On the radio station.
Chamillitary Entertainment and ya already know in this man A lil somethin' for the fans I'ma let you hear the first song we did off of "Get Ya Mind Correct
sweaty like twenty deep in a jeep Never comin' cheap, forty creep And I hope you don't mind if I borrow a few things while you go to sleep I steal money
like, what's that cell like? What's livin in hell like? Tell me do you eat right? Do you even sleep right? Yo, tell me what your life like Tell me do you sleep
[B. Dickinson/ J. Crichton/ R. Baker] [Keith Olsen-sessions, 1993] A silent sleeping vampire, arisen from his grave As I am still quiet in the dark The
his momma on that TV crying When I hit the block I couldn't believe the seen I was scoppin' I ain't never seen that many guns just out in the open Hit the police station
over the sleepers And if life ushers her lucky winners Through fleshy gates to four star dinners And if sleep ushers his population To plug into the dream life radio station
daze us Or lay us down to sleep Know the wolf from the sheep Or the sheep who cried wolf And threw the deadly hoof While the wolf was asleep I keep my mind
[20 seconds of instrumental to open] [Z-Ro] Who else but me, can see the state of emergency that we face Cause wearin of certain clothin can get a brother
an army full of crooked ass cops to come and get me Niggaz know I ain't the one to sleep on, I'm under pressure Gotta sleep with my piece, an extra clip
anger fear and doubt you a generate that a somethin you fi put asunder life goes on and you got no time to wait hell is a state of mind and sleep
your mind in a world that leaves nothin? You're holding on for asylum, reaching for air It?s all you want, you know you?ll never forget Your open arms
: Eyes open, I'm wide awake I feel I'm in a coma state I'll lay here on my back and watch the fan turn Conversations cross my mind, but nothing of the
: Eye's open, i'm wide awake i feel i'm in a coma state i lay here on my back and watch the fan turn conversations cross my mind but nothing of
: All life is a mystery, All things come to he who waits All things just a twist of fate It's just a state of mind All your time is not your own It's