Prime Minister

Prime Minister - The Sleeper songtekst

Je score:

(S'il vous plait... dessine-moi un mouton

- Hein?)



(I think you're gonna like it where I'm gonna take you)



(You are sleeping)



[VERSE 1]

Sleep, sleep on, get your soul train

Cause I got too much ill shit on my brain

I frame a masterpiece, a visionary vibe

My words drift, many ride my joint like a stick shift

I sip booze on tours, let me see you go for yours

10 g's down, I leave ya in your fuckin drawers

Whores got hold on the industry

But I'm your pimp, that's why you're suckin me

Now it's time to uplift, true, I never gas ya

Finishin you off with the dagger while I slash ya

Wise words cut, my pocket's full of politicians

I make incisions, Daddy Rich's cut precision

I take your slumber, slide into your psyche

Slippin in a sleep like a brand-new pair of Nike

Grips if you sips on the wines you might hallucinate

Visions of you swingin from a noose, a suicide state

Of mind, seek to find, rewind the tape to peep it

Like T-La-Rock it's yours, if you sow the seeds, you reap it

I flip stlyes, keep you wild like a []

[] penile

System, enlist em, alarm clock's ringin

Why must you sleep, why must you sleep, sleep?

Got vibes that [] the reaper

So make some room for the sleeper



[VERSE 2]

The sleep is subtle as a switch-up mode

Sleepwalkin over, some are droppin their load

No posin pictures, break ya, then I fix ya

Rich is on the mix, Daddy Rich break mixers

I got stamina, that's why I'm havin ya

Raw on a plate, yeah, I'm cappin ya

I said [] watch the pelicans fly

Rippin it from Watts out to Bed-Stuy

Wilfull wishes, all hoes and bitches

You got a little tipsy and forgot about the misses

Slept and you slept and you slept on

10 feet under, now you're passed on

I caught you lunchin, yo, here's a no-dose

Eyes in the back of my head, surveillance photos

I run missions, listen to the word pass

Guess I gotta smoke you like smoke glass (Woof!)

If you wanna snooze, just kick off your shoes

Get a new attitude, not a []

I bring it like a hooker out roamin

I'm fierce like a pitbull foamin

I got it like HIV got so many

I'm runnin circles like []

Jump off the high horse, top of the heaper

And come on down for the sleeper



(Mais si tu ne l'attaches pas, il ira n'importe ou

Il se perdra...

Mais ou veux-tu qu'il aille?)



(Ah! petit prince

J'ai compris peu a peu

Ainsi ta petite vie melancolique

Tu n'avais eu longtemps pour distraction

Que la douceur des couchers de soleil

J'aime bien les couchers de soleil

Allons voir un coucher de soleil...

Mais i faut attendre...

Attendre quoi?

Attendre que le soleil se couche

Je me crois toujours chez moi!

En effet

Quand il est midi aux Etats Unis

Le soleil, tout le monde le sait...)
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