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Artist : WU-TANG CLAN
 I Can't Go to Sleep | WU-TANG CLAN[Ghostface Killah] 
Technique is ill son, watch how I spill one 
Peace to Biggie Tupac Big L and Big Pun 
Havoc on the streets of Staten, snitches 
House niggaz children watch as they produce the same pattern 
Somebody raped our women, murdered our babies 
Hit us with the cracks and guns in the early 80's 
FOR THOSE THAT MURDERED ME SHALL STAND BEFORE GOD 
TO FALL AT THE HANDS OF FATE, THEN OUT COMES THE ROD 
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, 
bring it back, bring it back.. [*record run backwards*] 
 
What the fuck is goin on?  I can't go to sleep 
Feds jumpin out they jeeps, I can't go to sleep 
Babies with flies on the cheeks, it's hard to go to sleep 
Ish bowled two sixes twice, I couldn't go to sleep 
Aiyyo we deep in the stairs, we carry (?) guns 
(?) got, hit up with the big shit, bam-bam 
Stop at the cheeba spot, then pass the leak spot 
So past y'all niggaz again, you took a cheap shot 
Not knowin FUCKIN WITH ME, you get your meat chopped 
YOU THOUGHT WE FELL ON OUR FACE?  YOU NEED TO BE STOPPED 
CALL ON THE CHARIOTS, CALL ON AN AMBULANCE 
YOU BETTER SMILE MY NIGGA, YOU ON CANDID CAM 
Gangsta broad, these be the laws, walk with big balls 
Nigga motherfuckin eunuch, I even take which was yours 
I'm the nigga that made you man 
When your rap wasn't doin well, I'm the nigga that gave you a hand! 
 
[Isaac Hayes] 
Don't kill your brother, let's love each other 
Don't get mad.. cause it ain't that bad 
Just be who you are.. you've come so far 
It's in your hands, just be a man 
Get the jelly out your spine! 
Cobwebs, out of your mind 
 
[RZA] 
I can't go to sleep, I can't shut my eyes 
They shot the father of his moms, killed him seven times 
They shot Malcolm in the chest front of his little seeds 
Jesse watched, as they shot King on the balcony 
They spat at Marcus, Garvey cause he tried to spark us 
with the knowledge of ourselves, and our forefathers 
Ohh Jacqueline you heard the rifle shots cracklin 
Her husband head in her hair, you tried to put it back in 
AMERICA'S WATCHIN, BLOOD STAINED INK BLOTCHES 
MEDGAR TOOK ONE TO THE SKULL FOR INTERGRATING COLLEGE 
WHAT'S THE SCIENCE?  SOMEBODY?  THIS IS TRICK KNOWLEDGE 
THEY TRY TO KEEP US ENSLAVED AND STILL SCRAPE FOR DOLLARS 
Walkin through Park Hill, drunk as a +FUCK+ 
Lookin around like, these +DEVILS+, I'm ready to break this world down 
They got me trapped up in a metal gate, just stressed out with hate 
And just, give me no time to relax, and use my mind to meditate 
What should I do?  Grab a blunt or a brew? 
Grab a two-two and run out there AND PUT THIS FUCKIN VIOLENCE IN YOU? 
I can't go to sleep, I can't shut 'em son.. I.. 
 
[Isaac Hayes - overlapping RZA at the end] 
Don't like the game, nigga use your head 
You should be callin the shots instead 
The power is in your hands.. 
Stop all this cryin, and be a man
  
 
 
  
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