Light Sleeper - текст песни
I know I'm an emotionally disturbed
People think I'm talkin' to myself
Rehearsin' on the rhyme. A mass
A mass production matador pan it
The left there you go. Minimize the
Synthe sizer wiser when I wind up for
The pitch but I don't pitch a bitch
Sales get derailed and towed an
Of cash. Damn I let it go. He was my man.
I tried to trust him, but I busted him
In my trash can and I'm askin'. I don't
Psychology to see, the dichotomy in
Knew something was fishy, but I'm
Wishy washy or topsy turvy. It kinda
Me that I caught him sleepin'
'cause I try
To be wide awake, but ye slows it
So I can't dilate and show that I'm
Than that. But I also have to consider
The fact that opposed to him not
The right peeper, I'm a light sleeper
So what does it mean when I reach
And still see that I'm not the mayor of
Mayonnaise, the master of my milieu.
At least I have a swing and a few
On my mind, it's never a good nighty
Just a rise 'n' shine. Why's the rhyme
So important. Why do I have to be so
Potent and blow the mic a flow
Chokin' - I don't. I'm arrogant and
Mouth no token I'm just a roust about.
I have a house and clout but I don't
But it's routine since few fiend for true
Hip-Hop. It's a trip when I drop my style
And forget it and forget where I got it
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