Children Of The Corn

Don't Sleep
[Verse: Bloodshed, Cam'ron] Aiyyo, knock, knock (Guess who) Bloodshed to your rescue I'm rougher than the projects that niggas don't move next to My mental, sense is drenched from the Beck brew Eye chinky like an oriental far from gentle [Cam'ron:] You'd rather douche B, before you mush me Or even push me black, in fact I call you Kujo Cause all y'all some pussy cats Give me the gun, and watch this trooper spark it Inside a moving target Cause I be packing like the minions in the supermarkets [Bloodshed:] My style is massive, blunts never pass it Stay blasted, Jurrasic type cash up the ass split I'm mad sick, when shit get hectic, I wet shit When my Tec spit, it's redrum cause I'm dyslexic Out of my crew I am the loc'est one, so don't provoke the strung Cause my smoking gun, will leave you choking son I tell the truth, so you should all figure My double four trigger's +Above The Law+ like that Segal nigga And I'm a buddah head until I'm dead And ain't no changing Bloodshed Letras de cancionesTough bread, enough said [Cam'ron:] Aiyo, check it out It ain't no fool in rappin Nigga play me, pull out the tool and clap him I don't care if the kid's quadruple platinum My peeps is deep, they deal coke And when my steel smoke, you will choke You feel dope, you won hundred barrels, and you still broke You a joke loc, nothing but a slow poke Your ass couldn't paddle in a row boat, you know ho Let me tell you a few things, don't care who your crew brings Cause when my trey-deuce sings, you get laced up like shoe strings Nobody can touch my rhythm My brother Hud'll get 'em, and I bring Blood to victims When they get stuck like Stick'ems [Chorus x2: Big L] Aiyyo, my crew never fights fair SO DON'T SLEEP MOTHERFUCKER Cause it's your worse nightmare [Cam'ron:] Aiyyo, the K.O Causes Mantle cancer, handles dancers Who you'll, do y'all, Camel dancers Sanadal lappers, get put inside ambulances My gat is street team status, now up in Magazines Heavy D fucked up my Black Coffee, gotta have that Cream [Bloodshed:] Mics I be tearing them, from here to Maryland I'm known to bury men, and drug mics with more dope than Heroin I clear the block like one time, plus streetsweepers combined My gun rhymes make niggas wonder why I'm still unsigned [Cam'ron:] And never see me run, believe hun It ain't no freebee son, go out with be-be guns The niggas say "can we be chums? " [Bloodshed:] You must've went to the Wizard and got some heart To fuck with Bloodshed, cause I spark with mints in the dark [Cam'ron:] And I'm the 'nnihilator You couldn't figure me out with a calculator You sweat like candy, I'll eat you Now or Later [Bloodshed:] I extort dough like broken phones I'm on my smoking bones, and tokin chrome To have you croaking with soaking domes [Cam'ron:] And when bitches see me, they run double fast They have trouble, laugh, cause I make niggas mouths foam up like a bubblebath [Bloodshed:] On my block, niggas get licked quick My man Caroni got his wig split He could've signed but had no time for legit shit [Cam'ron:] You play like Punk rock, I catch like when the Funk drop You a chump hopps, and I stun cops, whenever I let my trunk pop And devour turbans, who's this coward hurtin See me every hour flirting, with nine to wet niggas up like shower curtains [Bloodshed:] That goes to all the niggas faking the Jacks I be like Jason, racing through your block with an axe And I be chasin, til I meet your crew face to face then The first nigga basin, I'm wastin, closed casing, nigga [Chorus x2: Big L] Aiyyo, my crew never fights fair SO DON'T SLEEP MOTHERFUCKER Cause it's your worse nightmare From Letras Mania