[Pimp C Talking]
[Verse 1]
Sleep don't exist
In this line of work I profess that will be all the sleep you'll get
Ain't got it inside me to rat on nobody I'm pleading the fifth
Me I dun walked through the realist my n***a my feet is legit
You peeping the drift
My n***a you probably would run
Probably the type get to squeezing then end up dropping your gun
I am the One
Came from the dominant one and he made me the prominent one
I am the Son
Swear that it ain't not a nan not a n***a as hot as the sun
Time has begun
I hope that your mama can come
And I hope that the doctors can come
Cause I ain't afraid to k**
I ain't afraid to die
Look at the state of mind
I see the TV and Media steady confusion polluting the babies minds to make em blind
So they can patronize and lead em astray but nah
I know my purpose on earth is to bring em the truth that would open up asain eyes
O Gracious God
Look what you made of I
Can't let em plagiarize and take what's mine
Ain't no complaining now
Praying I make it out
Erasing minds
Just for the sake of time
Looking thru Satan's eyes
Will make ya cry
Drown in a lake of fire
Time that you say goodbye
[Pimp C Talking]
[Verse 2]
Sleep don't exist
In this line of work I profess that will be all the sleep you'll get
Ain't got it inside me to rat on nobody I'm pleading the fifth
Me I dun walked through the realist my n***a my feet is legit
You peeping the drift
They told me to call you and dammit I called you
Word to Allah ain't been able talk
I'm living so wonderfully breathing and walking
And I should be dead up inside of a coffin
Ripping ya battery holder up outta ya f**ing controller forever be off and
I hope that he slip and I'm right there to catch him
Gone roll up and wet him on God I'mma off him
How you could you hate on a n***a who's genuine
Strings attached no playing a instrument
How could you hate on a n***a that's making way for the children who livin in innocents
Biting the hands that feed it's sickening
I'm Baby G'sus it ain't a coincidence
Jesus got hated on hated by many
You making a car without putting the engine in
n***a I'm ready to die
I'm tired this pain
I'm tired of this rain
I feel it inside
Ain't playing the games
Or saying no names
We livin a lie
I'm winning inside
Within me inside
The spirit of God
I feel it arise
[Pimp C Talking]