| THE SLEEPER |
| R. Lawson, P. Nash, L. Reed, M. Tucker, S. Morrison, J. Cale Produced by Prime Minister Pete Nice & Daddy Rich Recorded and Mixed by Adam Gazzola & Rich Keller at Rampant Recording Studios, NY, NY Performed by Pete Nice Contains samples of the following: Honeybee by New Birth The Gift by Velvet Underground |
| Verse 1 |
| Sleep, sleep on, get your soul train cause I got too much ill shit on my brain I frame a masterpiece, a visionary vibe my words drift, many ride my joint like a stick shift I sip booze on tours, let me see you go for yours 10 G's down, I leave ya in your fuckin drawers whores got hold on the industry but I'm your pimp, that's why you're suckin me now it's time to uplift, true, I never gas ya finishin you off with the dagger while I slash ya wise words cut, my pocket's full of politicians I make incisions, Daddy Rich's cut precision I take your slumber, slide into your psyche slippin in a sleep like a brand-new pair of Nike grips if you sips on the wines you might hallucinate visions of you swingin from a noose, a suicide state of mind, seek to find, rewind the tape to peep it like T-La-Rock it's yours, if you sow the seeds, you reap it I flip stlyes, keep you wild like a juvenille ain't Gomer Pile I'm a form of the penile system, enlist em, alarm clock's ringin why must you sleep, why must you sleep, sleep? got vibes that can feel the reaper so make some room for the sleeper |
| Verse 2 |
| The sleep is subtle as a switch-up mode sleepwalkin over, someone droppin their load no posin pictures, break ya, then I fix ya Rich is on the mix, Daddy Rich break mixers I got stamina, that's why I'm havin ya raw on a plate, yeah, I'm cappin ya I said no lore watch the pelicans fly rippin it from Watts out to Bed-Stuy wilfull wishes, all hoes and bitches you got a little tipsy and forgot about the misses slept and you slept and you slept on 10 feet under, now you're passed on I caught you lunchin, yo, here's a no-dose eyes in the back of my head, surveillance photos I run missions, listen to the word pass guess I gotta smoke you like smoke glass (Woof!) If you wanna snooze, just kick up your shoes get a new attitude, not a qualude I bring it like a hooker out roamin I'm fierce like a pitbull foamin I got it like HIV got so many I'm runnin circles like Wille O Smedly jump off the high horse, top of the heaper and come on down for the sleeper |