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emskee - you can't sleep lyrics

[intro]
aight…
i’m really tired of all the stereotypical nonsense in the hip-hop industry
brothers tend to think that if you don’t wear the latest gear and have gold teeth
and if you don’t give people mad att-tude you’re not representing hip-hop – that’s garbage
if you are not from the ghetto you’re not hip-hop – that’s garbage
if you don’t have a phat ride – that’s garbage
i’m representing northern nj baby, the suburbs
i get just as splendid ???
it’s not where you at but if you have sk!lls
check it

[verse 1]
i like to bug out and get ill a little bit
and i don’t walk around thinking that i’m the sh-t
i just flow, man – you know, rippin up tracks and ciphers
since i was in the crib with diapers
the brother with the extra eyes got vision
on how to rock the microphone with precision
my n-gg- play the beats, get off like foxxxy
my lines connect like guys at the roxy
guns and violence, that ain’t my thing
i can’t swing with that, yo – that ain’t me
see, i’m livin in new jersey, the suburb region
stress-free, about six miles from the city
stahp – i’m still hard-core hiphop
without a gat – and a lot of a&rs can’t see that
thinkin that a brother is cool with
because i don’t look like a crook and leave one shook
you can’t sleep

[hook] 4x
you can drool but you can’t sleep
there’s plenty of action ‘n herbs out here in the suburbs

[verse 2]
my tracks are leavin imprints embedded in your head like a memory
so you remember me constantly
bangin like a gang through ya speakers everyday
set trippin to fullest like them kids in la
i like the past time like jason king
doing this right here everyday, all year
i’m representing ??? like a senator
but this ain’t d.c. washington and i don’t wear a suit
a pair of boots, some jeans and a hoodie
that’s all i need – oh yeah, the bong ??? weed too
to get open and ready like a catcher’s man
so be a -sshole and drop sh-t
come on, really – silly thinking rabid with the bad habit of frontin
thinkin that the suburbs is all herbs
you need to k!ll it like a c-ckroach son
for real, or you be layin on your back, get done
from ??? raw to uptown, and around the metro spot
i kick a flow that’s hot
for brothers wanna nap on the jersey rap, that’s cleaned up
wake up son, you can’t sleep

[hook] 4x
you can drool but you can’t sleep
there’s plenty of action ‘n herbs out here in the suburbs

[verse 3]
i’m in the god’s aid but i relate the ghetto style well
my rhymes are h-ll, and cause grief
let me be brief, i bring the pain with the method
man, i got your pressure points dead on lock
for the mic block
cause my mind spray like jeru – all ova you
makin you scared power you
your b-tch–ss – switchin – yo’ – -ss – type cream puff
rough – conversation – but – ’nuff – hesitation – punk
you grew, pulled a hip-hop formulation
played every hour on the radio station
you’re b-tter?! – please, you’re just barely margarine
you’re tryna be c-ck d but barely hardening
you can get the finger from my knuckle to my nail
cause i deliver like sh-t like bibles in the mail
people try to catch mad rest on my nest
don’t ask me why i’m m-th-f-ckin stressed
yo, you can’t sleep

[hook] 4x
you can drool but you can’t sleep
there’s plenty of action ‘n herbs out here in the suburbs

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