Lupe Fiasco - Go to Sleep Lyrics
[Verse 1]I wipe the cool from my eyeStationed in Antarctica; coldest nigga aliveFlow is Armageddon, might smite crows from the skyBefore you drive you have to wipe locusts off your ridesBut I'm warming up, oceans is on the riseI be Ocean with 11 associates on my sideColder than Chris Martin guitaringWould you look at all these spiesBut they can’t see me, I took out their eyesReplace with some he’s, so all they see is eh’sBut I will never run, not even if they crySee I can never fall, not even down their cheekBut I will always bawl, let’s see who the first to blinkAnd I don't need no passwords cause I don't need to cheatBut you can say your last words, and you can rest in peaceI’m the hook after your last verse I’m also like the beatBut I will turn it down so you can go to sleep[Hook]So you can go to sleep, yes you can go to sleepSaid you can go to sleep, said you can go to sleepGood night, good night, good night, good nightReal niggas up again, phony niggas tucking inNow you can go to sleep, yes you can got to sleepNow you can got to sleep, now you can go to sleepGood night, good night, good night, good nightOfficial niggas on they job and you know we gonna ballReal niggas popping off, phony nigga nodding off[Verse 2]Insomniac since way back, see this is what I been likeBaking eggs and pancakes, eating that at midnightGetting up and going hard, I don’t need no EnzyteCome across as very calm: mental state is Zen-likeAlways had a lot of heart, never been the tin typeNever will I drop a dime, never been the 10 typeMy girlfriend is very fine, yes she is a ten rightMink is draggin’ on the flo', fire in my windpipeYou should come and clean up after the riots that I inciteThings get off the handle, left behind a landfillTraffic at a standstill, stadium is fan-filledFill this ***** up with fans you still won’t blow my candle outMy "can do" spirit's in the houseAnd is possessing your possessions, did you hear it by the couch?Boogieman under your bed, not in your closetCause I'm not a homoWon't drill no door holeI won’t make a peep, so you can go to sleep[Hook][Verse 3]I wipe the cold from my eyeThen put it in my stove and hope that my dough riseAnd then my clothes dry, but I am so highI am sitting on the storm that I got soaked byNow you can come closer, you can get warm but you get no pieBut you can sell it for em so here’s you bow tieNow get ready to fall cause humans don’t flyThe boy in the balloon - see? I didn’t go hideAnd I'm coming back to float againClose down all the opium but I had to O-P-ENThey said they need a hero in it so I'm back to dope againPull up in that old-school Flintstone drop on rolling pinsTime is all behind me, this make me feel old againGrandma's all around me, I can feel her soul withinHope my daddy over him; woke the roosters, woke the hensEverything's cashmere, count the sheep that you…
