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n1 (sleep is the cousin) - vega7 the ronin lyrics

*hook*
pray to god that ain’t the last sh*t that you ever write
now treat this like this ain’t a classic that sh*t get me hyped
sleep is the cousin
if you don’t believe in nothing…just know it ain’t safe to lay your head at night
word to christ

uhh!

pray to god that ain’t the last sh*t that you ever write
now treat this like this ain’t a classic that sh*t get my hyped
sleep is the cousin
if you don’t believe in nothing…just know it ain’t safe to lay your head at night…
lose your life

*verse*
yo i’ve been dream catching…boogeyman under your queen mattress
your screams get captured…this ain’t the inception leo dicap in
i catch you lacking when you cats is leaning backwards…the scene is tragic
i make you bleed when sleeping happen like it’s an elm st re*enactment
yea, supreme tactics…
you n*ggas too low in these seed brackets
can’t be kobe with three badges
sh*t i got the most season baskets
he snapping…cream of the crop like i was mean gene and savage
but still an enemy of the state with these raps…like i’m gene hackman
uhh!…a n*gga keep more matches than a halloween havoc
cremate them 16’s that you crafted to gelato weed ashes
this is the squeaking ladder that leads up to that demon in the attic
eat these rappers…burp, then spit out amiri jeans and a patek
i murder your whole team for practice
your blood get cleaned from the hatchet
my pga green jacket should come stitched with marine patches
it’s the chaperone of death
cause these rappers don’t pose a threat
i’ll plunge this dagger below ya chest
straight through that patagonia vest
the dank aroma of hydrochloric acid on your flesh
your burnt skin got room smelling like acetone and meth
i’m like the larry holmes of text every bar i script hitting hard as sh*t
you see these scars on these fists it ain’t happen from jabbing sparring mitts
ya’ll dish it off when you in a jam…john starks assist
this remy x/o rap…and your sh*t a bottle of arbor mist
fresh had it the best when they was starving for a fix
you not the plug they just find you inside your charger with a brick
those ain’t them charges they acquit
but shady lawyers uh make it hard for it to stick
so rewards you garner stay larger than the risk
sh*t!
i make it hard for these other artists to exist
i am him…you wanna debate?…go start an argument wit your b*tch
*hook*
pray to god that ain’t the last sh*t that you ever write
now treat this like this ain’t a classic that sh*t get me hyped
uhh!
sleep is the cousin
if you don’t believe in nothing…just know it ain’t safe to lay your head at night
word to christ

uhh!

pray to god that ain’t the last sh*t that you ever write
now treat this like this ain’t a classic that sh*t get my hyped
uhh!
sleep is the cousin
if you don’t believe in nothing…just know it ain’t safe to lay your head at night…
lose your life
f*cka!
(dj boogieman scratches)

- vega7 the ronin lyrics

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