Prime Minister Pete Nice & Daddy Rich - The Sleeper Lyrics
(S'il vous plat... dessine-moi un mouton- Hein?)(I think you're gonna like it where I'm gonna take you)(You are sleeping)[ VERSE 1 ]Sleep, sleep on, get your soul trainCause I got too much ill shit on my brainI frame a masterpiece, a visionary vibeMy words drift, many ride my joint like a stick shiftI sip booze on tours, let me see you go for yours10 g's down, I leave ya in your *****in drawersWhores got hold on the industryBut I'm your pimp, that's why you're suckin meNow it's time to uplift, true, I never gas yaFinishin you off with the dagger while I slash yaWise words cut, my pocket's full of politiciansI make incisions, Daddy Rich's cut precisionI take your slumber, slide into your psycheSlippin in a sleep like a brand-new pair of NikeGrips if you sips on the wines you might hallucinateVisions of you swingin from a noose, a suicide stateOf mind, seek to find, rewind the tape to peep itLike T-La-Rock it's yours, if you sow the seeds, you reap itI flip stlyes, keep you wild like a [ ][ ] penileSystem, enlist em, alarm clock's ringinWhy must you sleep, why must you sleep, sleep?Got vibes that [ ] the reaperSo make some room for the sleeper[ VERSE 2 ]The sleep is subtle as a switch-up modeSleepwalkin over, some are droppin their loadNo posin pictures, break ya, then I fix yaRich is on the mix, Daddy Rich break mixersI got stamina, that's why I'm havin yaRaw on a plate, yeah, I'm cappin yaI said [ ] watch the pelicans flyRippin it from Watts out to Bed-StuyWilfull wishes, all hoes and *****esYou got a little tipsy and forgot about the missesSlept and you slept and you slept on10 feet under, now you're passed onI caught you lunchin, yo, here's a no-doseEyes in the back of my head, surveillance photosI run missions, listen to the word passGuess I gotta smoke you like smoke glass (Woof!)If you wanna snooze, just kick off your shoesGet a new attitude, not a [ ]I bring it like a hooker out roaminI'm fierce like a pitbull foaminI got it like HIV got so manyI'm runnin circles like [ ]Jump off the high horse, top of the heaperAnd come on down for the sleeper(Mais si tu ne l'attaches pas, il ira n'importe oIl se perdra...Mais o veux-tu qu'il aille?)(Ah! petit princeJ'ai compris peu peuAinsi ta petite vie mlancoliqueTu n'avais eu longtemps pour distractionQue la douceur des couchers de soleilJ'aime bien les couchers de soleilAllons voir un coucher de soleil...Mais i faut attendre...Attendre quoi?Attendre que le soleil se coucheJe me crois toujours chez moi!En effetQuand il est midi aux Etats UnisLe soleil, tout le monde le sait...)
