Go To Sleep-Eminem/DMX/Obie Trice

[00:00.00] 作词 : Marshall Mathers/Luis Resto/Obie Trice/Earl Simmons/Shatek King [00:01.00] 作曲 : Marshall Mathers/Luis Resto/Obie Trice/Earl Simmons/Shatek King [00:09.39]I ain't gonna eat, I ain't gonna sleep [00:11.03]Ain't gonna breathe, til I see, what I wanna see [00:13.75]And what I wanna see, is you go to sleep, in the dirt [00:16.69]Permanently, you just being hurt, this ain't gonna work [00:19.67]For me, it just wouldn't be, sufficient enough [00:21.48]Cuz we, are just gonna be, enemies [00:24.30]As long as we breathe, I don't ever see, either of us [00:27.40]Coming to terms, where we can agree [00:29.36]There ain't gonna be, no reason, speakin wit me [00:31.89]You speak on my seed, then me, no speakin Englais [00:34.61]So we gonna beef, and keep on beefin, unless [00:37.14]You're gonna agree, to meet with me in the flesh [00:39.95]And settle this face to face, and you're gonna see [00:42.47]A demon unleashed in me, that you've never seen [00:45.15]And you're gonna see, this gangsta pee on himself [00:47.62]I see you D-12, and thanks, but me need no help [00:50.40]Me do this one all by my lonely, I don't need fifteen of my homies [00:54.05]When I see you, I'm seeing you, me and you only [00:56.83]We never met, but best believe you gon' know me [00:59.61]When I'm this close, to see you exposed as phony [01:02.29]Come on, b***h, show me, pick me up, throw me [01:04.93]Lift me up, hold me, just like you told me [01:07.51]You was gonna do, that's what I thought, you're pitiful [01:10.04]I'm rid of you, all you, Ja, you'll get it too! [01:12.76]Now go to sleep, b***h! [01:14.32]Die, mother****er, die! Ugh, time's up, b***h, close ya eye [01:17.83] [01:19.34]Why are you still alive? How many times I gotta tell ya, close ya eyes? [01:23.09] [01:24.56]Die mother****er die, bye, bye, mother****er, bye, bye! [01:28.60]Go to sleep, b***h! (what?) [01:30.52]Why are you still alive? Why, die mother****er, ah, ah, ah... [01:34.00]Go to sleep, b***h! [01:35.12]We got you ******, nervous [01:36.28]On purpose, to hurt your focus, you'se not emcees, you'se worthless [01:40.93]You'se not them G's, you'se a circus, you'se no appeal, please [01:44.77]You'se curtains, you use words, cool heard, slurred in two thousand third [01:49.23]You'se purpin, you'se no threat, who's ya servin? [01:52.67]We lyrically oughta bury you beneath the dirt when [01:55.50]You **** with a label overseeing the Earth [01:58.18]Shady **********, O. Trice's birth [02:00.40]And as I mold, I become a curse [02:03.39]So we can put down the verse, take it to the turf [02:06.07]C**k and squeeze, and he who reach the hearse is he who [02:09.66]Depicts fiction in his verse [02:11.53]And as I breathe, and you be deceased [02:14.10]The world beieve， you deceived just to speak [02:16.73]You'se not the streets, you'se the desk [02:19.47]Use not your chest, b***h, use a vest [02:22.00]Before two's choose ya rest, you chose death [02:24.77]Six feet deep, b***h, that's the depth [02:49.24]Hey dog, I'ma walk like a beast, talk like the streets [02:52.04]I'ma stay blazin New York wit the heat [02:54.72]Stalk on the beat, walk wit my feet [02:57.60]Understand my pain, the rain ain't sweet [03:00.23]Peep how I'm moving, peep where I'm going [03:02.71] shit don't seep, then sleep not knowin [03:05.48]But I'ma keep growing, getting larger than life [03:07.87]Easy-going with the same one that started the fight [03:10.60]He be knowing how dog get, when dog gone bite [03:13.19]Tried to show him the dog shit , it's dog for life [03:15.81]Grand champ, and my Blood Line is tight DMX [03:18.39]Cuz it's all good, it's all right [03:21.33]Niggas tried to holla, but couldn't holla back [03:24.11]Now they gots to swallow, everything in the sack [03:26.60]Blood Line, and, we can go track for track [03:29.17]Damn dog, why'd you have to do them niggas like that? [03:56.31]All you mother****ers! take that! [03:59.48]Here, take this too, b***h! Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Waaaaaahoo [04:06.63]We're killin all you mother****ers dead, all you! [04:09.84]Fake ass gangsters! No more press! No more press! [04:15.75]Rot, mother****ers, rot! Decay, in the dirt, b***h, in the mother****ing dirt! [04:22.61]Die nameless, b***h, die nameless! No more fame! [04:28.48] [04:33.14]