Don't Sleep
Onyx feat. Dope D.O.D.
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Dope D.O.D., Onyx
One, two, yeah we comin' for your crew
Three, four, my niggas knockin' on your door
Five, six, we're pissed and we're equipped
Seven, eight, nine, ten, we comin' so it's best you don't sleep
I hear you motherfuckers is testin' me
They wanna get the best of me
Best believe they won't let me breathe
So I need a little stress relief
I need a little extra cheese
I need a little extra weed
Before I lose my shit and make you bitch ass nigga rest in peace
Goddamn! Put the gun in my hand
Nigga I'mma blam like a massacre stand-off
I'mma shut your traps so you can't talk
Nigga that check, hand off
I never been a fan, no
Rip that ass, I'm like handcuffed
These niggas is brainwashed
That's why we're going hard and you stayin' soft
Freddy Krueger left the building
Jason took the kids to camp
Trick or treat I pull the heat and show you how to rob a bank
Michael Myers came for Christmas
Chucky had some different plans
Guess that means I'm next in line to catch you with an empty tank
I'm a motherfuckin' monster bitch, lay eggs bigger than an ostrich
Oyster slime on my upper lip
Plastic Glock with a box of bricks
Hardcore crew with a bunch of hits
What's that ringing with a hundred chicks
No way back once you cross the bridge
They all lay flat when I pop the clip
Smoking blunts with Ted Bundy
Charles Manson drinking Millers[?]
Tell me what's your sign bitch, I'm the Zodiac Killer
Yeah I'm the lady killer, bitches call me Jack Ripper
Niggas call me Jeffrey Dahmer 'cause I'm eating all you niggas
Shittin' on niggas colostomy
Put a cut on your face like apostrophe
Get a gun, I ain't no [?]
To be .38 fucking[?] straighten your posture G
I'll make a catastrophe, get skeet up with a ski mask for me
A runaway slave with the master keys
Fuck the world, you're going after me
Crime for a day, yeah the purge is back
Killing these niggas with these murder raps
[?] on niggas, yeah [?]'s back
Push a nigga fucking wig further back
Peoples always told me I ain't shit
You know what bitch? I ain't shit
Put the gun to your head, now watch your brain
That's what I'm painting that wall with
Hmmm, what's worse than killing you?
Let you live, life would be miserable
Look at you, you're fucking pitiful
Stop, know we niggas bringing death to you
Beat with fists on tell who running[?]
Think of your child, what you wanna do for it?
Your face, or my fist or get a gun
Think you know me? Just go get you a blunt
God struck you punch, dudes see me up
Niggas do a lot of sound for a loot or money
Squad must be runnin', they ain't see it coming
Niggas give it up or they ain't getting shit from me
Hocus pocus, you should be gone
Abracadabra, now you see me, now you don't
I'll make you disappear right into thin air
Saw you in half with this sawed-off right here