Tom: Bb minor
Verse 1
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This is (Mr. Sandman
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bring me a good dream)
Serious, the craziest
D- da, (Mr. Sandman bring
me a good dream) day- da
Verse 2
Danger, dangerous style
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Lyrical shots from the glock
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Bust bullet holes on the chops,
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I want the number one spot
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With the science, of a giant
New York defiant,
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brutal like domestic violence
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Si lence of the Lambs,
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occurred when I slammed in
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Foes grab their chairs,
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to be mad as Ralph Cramden
Others come with shit,
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But my Tetley triplizes, more
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Never need for stress there's three
bags of sess
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A damn I rest, playing chess, yes
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My thoughts be sneaky like a crook
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I take the queen, with the rook then
layin' phat trax on Ampex
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Morphous God, gettin' drunk,
off a Triple X
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Violent time, I got more love
than valentines
The violent mind, I blast with a silent nine
Verse 3
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My hazardous thoughts to cut the
mic's life support short
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Brains get stained like table
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Powerful, poetry pushed past the
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point of no return
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Leavin' mics with third- degree burns
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I cramp your style like a spasm
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Track em through the mud
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We're screaming hardcore,
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hip- hop drips out my balls
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And I be raw, for four score plus seven more
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I strike like a bowling ball,
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Like hail, electrifying the third rail
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Peep the smash on paragraphs of ruckus
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Wu- Tang (Clan ain't nuttin
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ta fuck wit)
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Hot time, summer in the city My
Verse 4
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people represent, get busy
The heat- seeker,
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on a mission from hell's kitchen
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I gets in where I fits in for head- touchin,
listen
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Enemy, is the industry got me flippin
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I don't give a fuck tell that bitch
and a nigga
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I'm killin, snipin, catchin murder cases
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Desert Storm- in, I be searchin for oasis
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As I run a mile with a racist
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hit the Billboard with a bullet
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Peace to the number seven
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Everybody else get the fo'- nine-
three- eleven
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(Mr. Sandman bring me a good
dream)
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I don't know what's going on
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If you can take us there...
Verse 5
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Yo, watch me bang the headpiece
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My flow lights up the
block like a homicidal
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Murder, underground beef for
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the burger
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P.L.O., criminal thoughts
you never heard of
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I switch, the city never sleeps,
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I shit, runnin through bitches
like Emmitt Smith
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Caution, niggaz best to be
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The street, before they end
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Don't sleep, niggaz tend to forget,
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however
Verse 6
my nigga Case lives forever
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What evil lurks in the heart of men?
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It be the shadow, street- life, flowin again
I had a plot, scheme, I knew for sure
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Only one kid would knock
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the hinges off the door
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The jerk tried to jet, Sab rina at his neck
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Thirteen pounds on the table plus a tec
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Just when I said,
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"Where the fuck's the cream?"
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Another jerk came out
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the kitchen with the M- 16
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blast these shots like, rockets
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Crushed his col larbone,
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ripped his arm out the socket
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My move for the table was swift,
I got my hostage
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(The nigga tried to stab you
God!) but I dodged it
Niggaz said, "Carlton youse
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a ill motherfucker"
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'Cause I made it look like
they both killed each other
And I'm out
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(Mr. Sandman bring me a good
Verse 7
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dream)
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(Mr. Sandman bring me a good dream)
Outro 1
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