Letras:
D R I I D Rather Be Sleeping

And while I could be out bar hopping Meat market, rocker-chick shopping Out there, chasing my dick In it's never-ending search for chicks But, I'd rather be sleeping

stupid fool No more waking hassles Weary of the daily battles So on my bed I lay curled I could be man of the world I'd rather be sleeping In my bed

to school, I ain't goin' for it Kiss my ass, bust the cap on the Moet 'Cause I don't wanna hear that crap Why? I'd rather be a New Jack, Hustler Hustler

be mad I whooped your ass ?cause I?ve tooken a couple feds asking niggas questions but I wouldn?t rebuttal ?cause I?m Jake Gyllenhaal, I?m in the hood

you in space You won't be able to sleep when I get you a wake That's a funeral, holla, get a funeral, holla Necessary you'll be pretty at the funeral

I hate to brag, but damn I'm good And if mics were a gun, I'd be clint eastwood And if rap was a game, I'd be mvp Most valuable poet on the m-i-c Or

(Writers: H. Banks / R. Jackson / C. Hampton) If loving you is wrong... I don't want to be right If being right means living without you I'd rather live

s how I had it locked Through the bags on the baddest block Newest Jag wen I pass the cops Who's as bad as a savage, I (I) You niggaz brag alot, talkin

aks while you lie sleeping I'd rather pack the heat and not need Rather than need one and not have it, I married this glock-matic [gunshot] [kon artis