prince parker - sleep lyrics
intro:
yeah…this one goes out to all the insomniacs; anybody who can’t sleep. i’m up with you…for the next 3 1/2 minutes, i got you…
verse 1:
i got, mid-terms in the mornin
sleep: body yearns at the moment
roomate still awake
out of frustration, he tells me to phone in
my phone is off, cause if it wasn’t, my ex would keep callin
tryna ball on these tests, but so stressed it’s just probably me balding
late-night parading with ladies
like, all i think about lately
maybe why who nearly had my baby calls me shady
that don’t solar(ly) phase me
i mean, only my dad can son me
she probably still wants me
like a kid wants the front seat but…
i had to let her go
she found someone she’s better for
still, i keep havin dreams about her. i wish i could let her know…
she’s evasive so it’d feel right to say i miss her
on contrast, the resolution we reached is unfit for pictures
the night progresses and these thoughts and feelings get worse
missing moments like the clock tocks before it ticks first
i’m losing my head
someone, put defeat on it
treat my problems like my bed:
i just need to sleep on it
(gone)
chorus:
as i lie on these sheets
counting sheep
brain shutting down; yet, i proceed to think that…
all i need, is sleep
just put me, to sleep
thinkin about this world, and how i think i have a lot to give it
that thought’s a given; but, these thoughts are so soporific
they just put me, to sleep
just put me, to sleep
verse 2:
uh, all nighters
yeah, all nighters
paper due tomorrow: i’m spendin my whole night up
with a paper right beside me, writin fire
pen’s the ignite[r]
with a flower-like diction, i’m spring to you fall-writers
sonning these animals, i’m what you would call sire
insomnia transpired by the, fact that i’ve yet to sleep
so, i’m tossin and turnin, yearnin things i’ve yet to achieve
every skeptic’s an atheist: all of them have yet to believe
i hate nightmares. i’d really love a wet dream
searching for their meanings using everything except bing
got skeptics in disbelief, grief, while fretting
there’s stages to their anguish
last stage is accepting
so, accept me, or keep whining like dining gl-sses
(i) never make excuses: aggression, then, becomes p-ssive
when you’re busy, time’s the fastest
bored is more like mol-sses
tired of life’s lessons: so, i nap between cl-sses
i’m gone…
chorus:
as i lie on these sheets
countin sheep
brain shuttin down; yet, i proceed to think that…
all i need, is sleep
just put me, to sleep
thinkin about this world, and how i think i have a lot to give it
that thought’s a given; but, these thoughts are so soporific
they just put me, to sleep
just put me, to sleep
verse 3:
look…
i’m up thinking thoughts
thinking if i should think them out;
since, the thoughts that i’m thinking about
would give you a reason to doubt
a reason to count those odds (be)fore i even them out
beyond unreasonable doubt, i’m the best reason around
so, check your reasoning. reason i’m up’s insomnia
goodnight to you haters. lullaby’s another song to ya
your girl call me her baby; but, there’s no need for formula
i’m warnin ya
f-ck you, could be misconstrued into p-rn for her
hard to avoid sleepless nights when you rarely sleep at night
skeptics tucked in, sleepin on me. yeah, they sleepin tight
swear, i must be pregnant since you’ll never catch me sleepin right
sweet dreams don’t exist. these, bitter nightmares got me thinkin like…
please, make me your selection
don’t bother bettin 9-fold
been doin this for more than a minute as far as time goes
sleepin on me, here’s a pillow and a blindfold
rapper of your dreams: can’t see me unless your eyes…closed
outro:
yeah. oh, and you can go to sleep now
i want you to
and i leave you, with that…
goodnight
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