I Can't Go to Sleep - Clean Version

Technique is ill son, watch how

I spill one

Peace to Biggie

Tupac Big

L and Big

PunHavoc 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

GodTo fall at the hands of fate, then out comes the rod

Bring it back

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 [Incomprehensible] guns[Incomprehensible] 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

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

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

Oh 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 integrating 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?(Don't like the game, nigga use your head)

Grab a two-two and run out there and put this fuckin' violence in you?(You should be callin' the shots instead )

I can't go to sleep,

I can't shut 'em son

I(The power is in your hands)(Stop all this cryin, and be a man)