Mad Dog - While The Enemy Sleeps lyrics

[Conejo] You ready to do this fool? This motherf**er actually thinks he came up on this b**h This b**h is working for me, it's a set-up Let this fool get his. Gonna' kick the motherf**ing door down Smoke his a** [Madd Dog] Smoke that motherf**er homie [Conejo] Catch his a** while he asleep Ese get your C's so I can get my cheese Ese motherf**ers know how I do these fleas I squeeze till they bleed every last damn pint Then I run up in the crib and f**ing strip it blind I crack that safe and take all that cheese We came for the squares and the tons of weed It's first hands, and this a shiesty world Ese you could get got even take your girl Don't try and block it cuz on the trigger I'm vicious The illuminated one d**h Angel I'm vicious Time is money so this money is mine Everybody spit crime but it ain't spoken like mine f** fame, I'm in the House of Pain Ese ain't no sunshine as there ain't no 'caine Hearing that, I smoke a chronic bag Convict, sick clique, like a shot we bad [Hook] While the enemy sleeps my peeps load the heat And before the night's over it's a murderous scene No not a dream, with stab wounds to your neck Bone crusher at my crib [?] If I slept it was one eye open Paranoid thoughts, enemies just close in Leave em frozen in black body bags Now motherf**ers sleep in the coroner's van [Maddog] You ain't got enough bullets to see me bleed Maddog and Conejo bang the big 1-3 The sur side of Califas is where it takes place Ese put you in place running up in your face I got you covered, like a black body bag Execution style homie covered with the blue rag Homie let the pants sag while I bail out quick Heat's at my side with the fully loaded clip I stick and move move and stick then I'm gone Missing in action homie, never made it home f** what you saying ese, f** what you heard When the enemy sleeps, his vida's a blur Trucha bring the yellow tape It's another crime scene due to anger and hate Meet your fate when the clock strike 12 Wide awake, out the door, grab the gat off the shelf [Hook] [Conejo] I called up some k**ers from the hood I knew Don't know? Better check how them Dead End do Prison terms for murder, what's a G to do? Flip birds forever, send your kids to my school And keep it realer than the average dude Don't panic when it happen, drug war consume So keep an SK in the baby's crib In the diaper bag ese fully loaded clips Everyone slowed up and their face got pale Put a cap in your boy this a deadly trail I chop it and bag it then make that sale Ten years working nights, don't tip that scale Don't play with guitars like Eric Clapton Glock 17's when I get to clappin' then I'm back in Soon as you close your eyes While the enemy sleeps her comes the Devil disguised [Hook]