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Demonz N My Sleep Lyrics

Album Name : Demonz -n- My Sleep
Release Date : 2005-02-23
Song Duration : 4:18

Woodie Demonz N My Sleep


[Blackbird:] 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.

[Woodie:] 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, Member 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 Lil Bird, homeboy sorry about the mess, I just got one favor
to ask, Could you handle the 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

[Chorus:] 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. [Repeat]

[Blackbird:] You guys know what happened You know shit got
f..cked up after while Brother got shot and I just went crazy I
didn't give a f..ck no more

[Woodie:] I'm starin at my homie laid out stiff on a gurney 2 shots
to the head, no he can't be dead, The thought of it got my stomach
turning With a 1 million dollar bail he couldn't be caught for years
With detectives following dead end trails, Where the f..ck 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 2 fingers upon the lips of the body and then it hits. This is
my homie, the body it ain't a phony, 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
run 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 g'z 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

[Chorus:] 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. [Repeat]

[Blackbird:] You remember me The mainyest one in the click Those
days are gone now, I'm kinda weak minded now You know after all
these years of runnin and shit, I'm still crazy don't get me wrong
I'll still kill a mutherfucker 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



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