CHILDREN OF THE CORN - Don't Sleep lyrics

rate me

Bloodshed, Cam'ron

(Verse)

Aiyyo, knock, knock (Guess who)

Bloodshed to your rescue

I'm rougher than the projects that niggas don't move next to

My mental, sense is drenched from the Beck brew

Eye chinky like an oriental far from gentle

(Cam'ron)

You'd rather douche B, before you mush me

Or even push me black, in fact I call you Kujo

Cause all y'all some pussy cats

Give me the gun, and watch this trooper spark it

Inside a moving target

Cause I be packing like the minions in the supermarkets

(Bloodshed)

My style is massive, blunts never pass it

Stay blasted, Jurrasic type cash up the ass split

I'm mad sick, when shit get hectic, I wet shit

When my Tec spit, it's redrum cause I'm dyslexic

Out of my crew I am the loc'est one, so don't provoke the strung

Cause my smoking gun, will leave you choking son

I tell the truth, so you should all figure

My double four trigger's +Above The Law+ like that Segal nigga

And I'm a buddah head until I'm dead

And ain't no changing Bloodshed

Tough bread, enough said

(Cam'ron)

Aiyo, check it out

It ain't no fool in rappin

Nigga play me, pull out the tool and clap him

I don't care if the kid's quadruple platinum

My peeps is deep, they deal coke

And when my steel smoke, you will choke

You feel dope, you won hundred barrels, and you still broke

You a joke loc, nothing but a slow poke

Your ass couldn't paddle in a row boat, you know ho

Let me tell you a few things, don't care who your crew brings

Cause when my trey-deuce sings, you get laced up like shoe strings

Nobody can touch my rhythm

My brother Hud'll get 'em, and I bring Blood to victims

when they get stuck like Stick'ems

Big L (Chorus) 2x

Aiyyo, my crew never fights fair

SO DON'T SLEEP MOTHERFUCKER

Cause it's your worse nightmare

(Cam'ron)

Aiyyo, the K.O

Causes Mantle cancer, handles dancers

Who you'll, do y'all, Camel dancers

Sanadal lappers, get put inside ambulances

My gat is street team status, now up in Magazines

Heavy D fucked up my Black Coffee, gotta have that Cream

(Bloodshed)

Mics I be tearing them, from here to Maryland

I'm known to bury men, and drug mics with more dope than Heroin

I clear the block like one time, plus streetsweepers combined

My gun rhymes make niggas wonder why I'm still unsigned

(Cam'ron)

And never see me run, believe hun

It ain't no freebee son, go out with be-be guns

The niggas say "can we be chums?"

(Bloodshed)

You must've went to the Wizard and got some heart

To fuck with Bloodshed, cause I spark with mints in the dark

(Cam'ron)

And I'm the 'nnihilator

You couldn't figure me out with a calculator

You sweat like candy, I'll eat you Now or Later

(Bloodshed)

I extort dough like broken phones

I'm on my smoking bones, and tokin chrome

To have you croaking with soaking domes

(Cam'ron)

And when bitches see me, they run double fast

They have trouble, laugh, cause I make niggas mouths foam up like a bubblebath

(Bloodshed)

On my block, niggas get licked quick

My man Caroni got his wig split

He could've signed but had no time for legit shit

(Cam'ron)

You play like Punk rock, I catch like when the Funk drop

You a chump hopps, and I stun cops, whenever I let my trunk pop

And devour turbans, who's this coward hurtin

See me every hour flirting, with nine to wet niggas up like shower curtains

(Bloodshed)

That goes to all the niggas faking the Jacks

I be like Jason, racing through your block with an axe

And I be chasin, til I meet your crew face to face then

the first nigga basin, I'm wastin, closed casing, nigga

Big L (Chorus) 4x

Aiyyo, my crew never fights fair

SO DON'T SLEEP MOTHERFUCKER<br />

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Thanks to razvan