Prime Minister Pete Nice - The Sleeper lyrics

(S'il vous plait... dessine-moi un mouton - Hein?) (I think you're gonna like it where I'm gonna take you) (You are sleeping) [VERSE 1] Sleep, sleep on, get your soul train Cause I got too much ill sh** on my brain I frame a masterpiece, a visionary vibe My words drift, many ride my joint like a stick shift I sip booze on tours, let me see you go for yours 10 g's down, I leave ya in your f**in drawers who*es got hold on the industry But I'm your pimp, that's why you're s**in me Now it's time to uplift, true, I never gas ya Finishin you off with the dagger while I slash ya Wise words cut, my pocket's full of politicians I make incisions, Daddy Rich's cut precision I take your slumber, slide into your psyche Slippin in a sleep like a brand-new pair of Nike Grips if you sips on the wines you might hallucinate Visions of you swingin from a noose, a suicide state Of mind, seek to find, rewind the tape to peep it Like T-La-Rock it's yours, if you sow the seeds, you reap it I flip stlyes, keep you wild like a [] [] penile System, enlist em, alarm clock's ringin Why must you sleep, why must you sleep, sleep? Got vibes that [] the reaper So make some room for the sleeper [VERSE 2] The sleep is subtle as a switch-up mode Sleepwalkin over, some are droppin their load No posin pictures, break ya, then I fix ya Rich is on the mix, Daddy Rich break mixers I got stamina, that's why I'm havin ya Raw on a plate, yeah, I'm cappin ya I said [] watch the pelicans fly Rippin it from Watts out to Bed-Stuy Wilfull wishes, all hoes and b**hes You got a little tipsy and forgot about the misses Slept and you slept and you slept on 10 feet under, now you're pa**ed on I caught you lunchin, yo, here's a no-dose Eyes in the back of my head, surveillance photos I run missions, listen to the word pa** Guess I gotta smoke you like smoke gla** (Woof!) If you wanna snooze, just kick off your shoes Get a new attitude, not a [] I bring it like a hooker out roamin I'm fierce like a pitbull foamin I got it like HIV got so many I'm runnin circles like [] Jump off the high horse, top of the heaper And come on down for the sleeper (Mais si tu ne l'attaches pas, il ira n'importe ou Il se perdra... Mais ou veux-tu qu'il aille?) (Ah! petit prince J'ai compris peu a peu Ainsi ta petite vie melancolique Tu n'avais eu longtemps pour distraction Que la douceur des couchers de soleil J'aime bien les couchers de soleil Allons voir un coucher de soleil... Mais i faut attendre... Attendre quoi? Attendre que le soleil se couche Je me crois toujours chez moi! En effet Quand il est midi aux Etats Unis Le soleil, tout le monde le sait...)