, don't sleep, don't dream in America Don't work, don't walk, don't wake in America Don't eat, don't sleep, don't dream in America Don't work, don't walk
Tradução: Amén. Yo no duermo.
to hang on! Sleeping in my car - I will undress you. Sleeping in my car - I will caress you. Staying in the back seat of my car making love, oh yea! Sleeping in my car - I
God's plan, Amen [Chorus] Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray to Lord my soul to keep Wake me up before I'm dead Don't bury me with monsters in my head
of God's plan, Amen [Chorus:] Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray to Lord my soul to keep Wake me up before I'm dead Don't bury me with monsters in my
: I won't see you `till Christmas I breathe coal dust, I get blisters But the foreman he don't worry He say work boy there's no hurry Don't that big
heaven, I'd hike it Believe me Lord, I want you Got money and fame, and still it just won't do Sometimes I don't like who I am When I look in the mirror
I hope he glad for me, but that?s why when I see him I act mad funny, cause he a joke to me, don?t message, don?t call, don?t talk to me, it?s just me
Ain't rappin I'm talkin, ain't talkin I'm scrappin Ain't scrappin, I'm shootin, they just askin what happened Ain't shoot then I'm shot, ain't shot then
(Play that motor scooter) Say what? (Don't be a fool) I don't know, I think we need a little self check (Saxophone, saxophone) Ah, what your background? (Damn!) That ain't
, being buggy eyed shit And every other nigga that rap, sound like my shit I wear chrome 45's with ice on the grip I don't shoot it, I roll with killers
Don't let it go slow down hold on Now can I get a witness shout Hallelujah, Amen I'm feeling the Holy Ghost makin' moves through ya Smooth, I made it
last time I'm walkin; through yo doo' I be like super hyped She don't even know She be wantin' to go to sleep but I don't even wanna go I be on the couch
are like music to my ears ipod And than I hit the door, cause baby I got to go Oh yeah don't act like you don't know I know you've been through this
A quick little something can't get the back I don't know where I left my hand mirror, type of dilemmas will never hinder my jet living We just chilling so don't
pilot. That's why I sit... Damn bitch, chains give her... I'm at the window sky watching, Planning as usual, that's what I'm doing when I quiet, I can't
bright stars that shine Breathe out, weed smoke retrace the skyline Yo don't the bass ride out like an ancient mating call I can't take it y'all, I can
