nation Don't play us on your station if you pussy or you hatin You can find us in the hood; thuggin and regulatin Don't play us on your station if you
never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death Beyond the walls of intelligence, life is defined I think of crime when I'm in a New York state of mind
watch a third time waiting in the station for a bus Going to a place that's far, so far away and if that's not enough Going where nobody says hello,
Verse 1: I can?t sleep when I think about the times we?re living in, I can?t sleep when I think about the future I was born into, Outsiders dressed up
It's a crazy world so I stay in mine And nigga's don't cross the line, nigga's stay in line Like welfare, I'm St. Elsewhere Hotter than a devil, nigga, hell
And after that, I'm a whole new man Brew complimentary in my hybrid van I give my life to meditation Then sleep with a whore at a Greyhound station And
rough? Who's gonna talk to me on the phone Till the sun comes up? Who's gonna take your place? There ain't nobody better Oh, baby baby, we belong together I can't sleep
and not quite myself So I'm running late on purpose and I know this won't help How things have become between us But if I go, you'll give me hell And
'd drive to sign the station on at five He had lots of records he must spin His mom sat by the radio Until his voice called her "Hello" She knew then
tuned in Iits a crazy world, so i stay in line nd niggas dont cross the line Nigga stay in line, like welfare, im saint else wear Hotter then a devil, nigga hell
while candles burn with robes on You will learn Christian no Hebrew on the balcony I see you The devils coffin with corpse of course In a mental state
he the type that'll (Make you do wrong) I don't know what you talkin' 'bout Baby, whyon'tcha go on back to sleep I was at the police station, when you
like, what's that cell like? What's livin in hell like? Tell me do you eat right? Do you even sleep right? Yo, tell me what your life like Tell me do you sleep
He's riding the subway watching the lights play Red yellow green he's always somewhere in between The station he wants, the station he needs, And the station
2 - Pressure I'm from the city of light, with a sky of vanilla, Known as the city of churches home of the serial killer, And in the winter, the city sleeps
Me and my green, come up with that team So we can put a lot of fiends in the ditch, bleed Better not sleep or you sleep with that deep When I pap that
Northern Oregon Always at my side/sight Sleeping in those narrow beds And then we?d ride Drinking in those dirty bars Keeping out of sight Sleeping