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    Wu-Tang Clan / Lyrics

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    "I Can't Go To Sleep" Lyrics

    Wu-Tang Clan feat. Isaac Hayes

    [Ghostface Killah]
    Your technique is ill son, watch how I spill one
    Peace to Biggie, 2Pac, Big L and Big Pun
    Havoc on the streets of Staten, snitches
    House niggas, children watches, they produce the same pattern and
    Somebody raped our women, murdered our babies
    Hit us with the cracks and guns, in the early 80's
    For those that murder me, shall stand before God
    To fall at the hands of faith and out comes the Lord
    Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, bring it back
    What the fuck is going on? I Can't Go To Sleep
    Feds jumpin out they jeeps, I Can't Go To Sleep

    Babies with flies on they cheeks, It's hard to Go To Sleep
    Ish bowled, two sixes, twice, how could we Go To Sleep?
    Aiyo we deep in the stands, we carry can guns
    Whippy got, hit him with the big shit, bong-bong
    Stop at the cheeba spot, then pass the leak spot
    Don't pass ya niggas again, you took a cheap shot
    Not know with fuckin wit me, you get your meat chop
    You thought we feel on your face, you think the beef stop
    Call on chariots, call on the ambulance
    You better smile my nigga, you on Candid Cam
    Gangster broad, these be the laws, walk with big balls
    Nigga muthafuckin you that heighten, take what's with 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, learn to love each other
    Don't get mad, cuz it ain't that bad

    Just be who your are, you've come so far
    It's in your head, just be a man
    Get the jelly out ya spine, cobwebs hidin mine

    I Can't Go To Sleep, I can't shut my eyes
    They shot the Father in his moms buildin seven times
    And shot Malcolm in the chest, front of his little seeds
    Jessie watched as they shot King on the balcony
    They spat at Marcus, Garvey cuz 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 hand, you tried to put it back in
    America's watchin, blood stains, inks blotches
    Medgar took one to the skull for intergratin college
    What's the science, somebody, this is trick knowledge
    And try to keep us enslaved, and still scrape for dollars
    Walkin thru Park Hill drunk as a fuck

    Lookin around like -- these Devils so many to break this world down
    They got me trapped up in the metal gate
    Ya stressed out with hate and this gives 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
    Put this fuckin violence to you
    I Can't Go To Sleep, I can't shut 'em son, I--

    [Isaac Hayes] *starts on RZA's fourth to last line*
    Don't let the game, make you lose ya head
    You should be callin the shots instead
    The power is in your head, stop all this cryin and be a man
    This song was last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Burt Bacharach, Hal David, Robert F. Diggs, Dennis Coles, Isaac Hayes.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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    track 9
    The W [2000]
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