Obie Trice - Go to Sleep lyrics

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Obie Trice - Go to Sleep lyrics

[Verse 1: Eminem] I ain't gonna eat, I ain't gonna sleep Ain't gonna breathe 'til I see what I wanna see And what I wanna see is you go to sleep in the dirt Permanently -you just being hurt This ain't gonna work for me, it just wouldn't be Sufficient enough cause we are just gonna be Enemies as long as we breathe, I don't ever see Either of us coming to terms where we can agree, There ain't gonna be no reasonin' speakin' with me You speak on my seed, then me, no speak-a Inglés So we gonna beef, and keep on beefing, unless You're gonna agree to meet with me in the flesh And settle this face-to-face, and you're gonna see A demon unleashed in me that you've never seen And you're gonna see this gangster pee on himself I see you D12, and thanks, but me need no help Me do this one all by my lonely I don't need 15 of my homies When I see you, I'm seeing you, me and you only We never met, but best believe you gon' know me When I'm this close to see you exposed as phony Come on, b**h, show me! Pick me up, throw me! Lift me up, hold me – Just like you told me You was gonna do, that's what I thought, you're pitiful I'm rid of you, all of you, Ja, you'll get it too [Hook: Eminem] Now go to sleep, b**h! Die, motherf**er, die! Ugh, time's up, b**h, close ya eyes! Go to sleep, b**h! Why are you still alive? How many times I gotta say, close ya eyes! And go to sleep, b**h! Die, motherf**er die! Bye, bye, motherf**er, bye, bye! Go to sleep, b**h! Why are you still alive? Why? Die, motherf**er! Ah, ah, ah, go to sleep, b**h! [Verse 2: Obie Trice] We got you n***as nervous -- on purpose To hurt your focus, you's not MC's You's worthless -- you's not them G's You's a circus, you's no appeal, please You's curtains -- you use words Kool Herc slurred In two-thousand-third - you's perpin' You's no threat - who's you servin'? When lyrically oughta bury you beneath the dirt when You f** with a label overseeing the Earth Shady, mothaf**a, O. Trice's birth And as I mold I become more cursed So we can put down the verse, take it to the turf co*k and squeeze, and he who reach the hearse Is he who depicts fiction in his verse And as I breathe, and you be deceased The world believe you deceived just to speak You's not the streets, you's the desk Use not your chest, n***a, use a vest Before 2's choose ya rest You chose d**h; six feet deep, n***a, that's the depth [Hook: Eminem] Now go to sleep, b**h! Die, motherf**er, die! Ugh, time's up, b**h, close ya eyes! Go to sleep, b**h! Why are you still alive? How many times I gotta say, close ya eyes! And go to sleep, b**h! Die, motherf**er die! Bye, bye, motherf**er, bye, bye! Go to sleep, b**h! Why are you still alive? Why? Die, motherf**er! Ah, ah, ah, go to sleep, b**h! [Verse 3: DMX] Hey dog, I'ma walk like a beast, talk like the streets I'ma stay blazing New York with the heat Stalk on the beat, walk with my feet Understand my pain, the rain ain't sleet Peep how I'm moving, peep where I'm going sh** don't seep, then sleep not knowing But I'ma keep growing, getting larger than life Easy going with the same one that started the fight He be knowing how dog get when dog don't bite Tried to show him the dog sh**, it's dog for life Grand Champ, and my Blood Line is tight Cause it's all good, it's all right n***as tried to holla, but couldn't holla back Now they gots to swallow everything in the sack Blood Line, and we can go track for track Damn, dog, why'd you have to do them n***as like that? [Hook: Eminem] Now go to sleep, b**h! Die, motherf**er, die! Ugh, time's up, b**h, close ya eyes! Go to sleep, b**h! Why are you still alive? How many times I gotta say, close ya eyes! And go to sleep, b**h! Die, motherf**er die! Bye, bye, motherf**er, bye, bye! Go to sleep, b**h! Why are you still alive? Why? Die, motherf**er! Ah, ah, ah, go to sleep, b**h! [Outro: Eminem] All you motherf**ers, take that! Here, take this too, b**h! Uh, uh, uh, uh, wahoo We're k**ing all you motherf**ers dead, all of you Fake a** gangsters! No more press! No more press! Rot, motherf**ers, rot! Decay, in the dirt, b**h, in the motherf**ing dirt! Die nameless, b**h! Die nameless! No more fame! Ahh, hahahaha Yo, X, come on, man. Obie, let's go, haha