Demonz -n- My Sleep

Gabe's a West 20th Street legend now, you know
Gotta keep that shit alive
Keep the story alive for the youngsters and shit
Show 'em what a real soldier does
When he's caught behind enemy lines

Tick tock, the clock is tickin' in the Yoc
My pistol's stocked, the hammer's cocked
The top is dropped from block to block
How long will it be before I'm shot?
Hole in my knot, enemies got me slippin'
By the park in my skylark, distracted by my CD skippin'
They got me good, cracked my skull
Remember, Wood, time to go
With my final breath in slow motion, I could feel my soul

Driftin' from my flesh, so much for a bulletproof vest
I left my ride to little bird, homeboy, sorry about the mess
I just got one favor to ask, could you handle this simple task?
And make sure those who took my last breath
Die a gruesome mass death
Don't know where I'm headed
I'm lookin' around for hell or heaven
And then I woke up with a pain in my gut, headache and sweatin'

I crack an old E to release to keep my mind in one piece
'Cause sanity is hard to keep when fightin' demons in your sleep
I try to view life in better ways with bright sunny days
But memories of dead homies invade, ignitin' my rage

I crack an old E to release to keep my mind in one piece
'Cause sanity is hard to keep when fightin' demons in your sleep
I try to view life in better ways with bright sunny days
But memories of dead homies invade, ignitin' my rage

You guys know what happened
And you know shit got fucked up after while
Brother got shot and I just went crazy
Didn't give a fuck no more

I'm starin' at my homie laid out stiff on a gurney
Two shots to the head, no, he can't be dead
The thought of it got my stomach turnin'
With a one million dollar bail, he couldn't be caught for years
With detectives followin' dead-end trails
Where the fuck did he disappear?

It's gotta be one of his tricks to get them Antioch dicks up out his mix
When the APD is callin' it quits, he's tucked away at a Motel 6
That's gotta be it, it's gotta be, it's the only way it all fits
I placed two fingers upon the lips of the body, and then it hits
This is my homie, the body, it ain't a phoney
Holy shit, his wig is split, my legs forgettin' to hold me
I gotta sit down, my disbelief's completely erased
I felt displaced, a salty taste builds up as tears ran down my face

While it's sinkin' in, I'm thinkin' in a murderous fashion
The SWAT team only shot one thing, act as a legal assassin
Now Raymond, Blackbird and his babies
Rest in peace, their days are over
Every homie got more gang obligations laid on my shoulders

Gotta get Snoop released by slappin' Gs
Down on criminal lawyer fees
Keep my gang outta police sight
Produce and write, make money increase
Handlin' funk, at the same time
Makin' this Yoc life shit go nationwide
In case I die before we rise, I apologize, homeboys, I tried

I crack an old E to release to keep my mind in one piece
'Cause sanity is hard to keep when fightin' demons in your sleep
I try to view life in better ways with bright sunny days
But memories of dead homies invade, ignitin' my rage

I crack an old E to release to keep my mind in one piece
'Cause sanity is hard to keep when fightin' demons in your sleep
I try to view life in better ways with bright sunny days
But memories of dead homies invade, ignitin' my rage

You remember me?
The mainy-est one in the click
Those days are gone now, I'm kind of weak-minded now
You know, after all these years of runnin' and shit
I'm still crazy, don't -, don't get me wrong
I'll still kill a motherfucker real quick
Every once in a while, you guys have a barbecue and remember me
You know what I'm sayin'?
I love you guys, all of you



Credits
Writer(s): Ryan M Wood
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