Hah...Hell  what's up  fool?
 It's me  your conscience  mothafucka...
 You been making some fucked up moves...
 I understand you live your life in a journey but if ya
 dreams try to fake me you better wake your ass up...
 What's your mothafucking problem  nigga?

 Yo  I'm prone to bad dreams so I sleep in a straight jacket
 Society labels me as mentally reactic
 So they put me in the halfway home
 And for 10 long years doctors fucked with my dome
 Shooting dope in my arm just to calm me
 Strapped to the bed cause I'm scared that nurses might harm me
 Capable of doing almost anything
 Teared holes in my matress just to play with the ?????
 I can't eat the certain food cause it hypes me
 And ties me full of negative energy, I feel funny
 Something must be wrong with my clothes
 Either my shoes' too tight, either I got too many toes
 Man, I don't know when my mind lingers
 Haven't ate all day but yet and still I'll eat my fingers
 Damn, I know I see my homeboy right in front of me
 But the staff laughing me
 They think I was talkin to myself and asked:
 (Can we meet your homeboy?), I say it's too late: he just left
 But we can catch him if we look out the window
 (What window?) God damn it, can't you see that damn window?
 (Calm down, Point Blank...Ok, he went home, now look...)
 I turned around and the window was gone
 Then I dropped to my knees and I cried
 Touched the wall, the window was gone, I could've died
 Slowly but surely I look up
 Now I know that they know I know that my mind's fucked up
 Please, if ya can't cure me, doc
 Just put me to sleep and run a knife thru my body, doc
 Steady having flashbacks of homicide scenes
 So I sleep in a straight-jacket cause I'm prone to bad dreams...

 "...at night I can't sleep..."
 Wake your ass up...Wake Your ass up...
 "...at night I can't sleep..."
 Wake your ass up...Wake Your ass up...

 Prone to bad dreams so I sleep in a straight-jacket...
 "...at night I can't sleep, I toss and turn..."
 Prone to bad dreams so I sleep in a straight-jacket...
 "...at night I can't sleep, I toss and turn..."

 Waking from a deep sleep jumping to my fucking feet
 Reading in the paper: 5 deads found in the street
 Did I kill'em? Was it me? Am I a killa? Can it be? I think it was
 But fuck that shit, it call come back...
 Bit by bit, burning bodies at the stake
 Watch them bleed, watch them shake
 Smell the smoke, hear the pain
 I bet you think that I'm insane
 I was born stillborn but my mama didn't mourn
 I fell out in a field so I'm a child of the corn
 Triple-six is in my head, the number of the beast
 I react murder acts, therefore they keep me on a leach
 So I nail them on the wall and stab them in the face
 I'm definitely insane so it's no murder case
 Left them in the house and on the wall ?????
 You ask about the bodies? Should I say the rest?
 They got it but fuck them, I won't sweat it, I live and I forget it
 Nigga got away with a murder, caught a habit and I fed it...
 To the fullest in this verse, his blood is what I thirst
 Punk bitch, fronting like you are hard, fuck it, kill him first
 Even tho' I got moose wings it's not what it seems
 Point Blank's just a mothafucka prone to bad dreams...

 "...at night I can't sleep..."
 Wake your ass up...Wake Your ass up...
 "...at night I can't sleep..."
 Wake your ass up...Wake Your ass up...

 Prone to bad dreams so I sleep in a straight-jacket...
 "...at night I can't sleep, I toss and turn..."
 Prone to bad dreams so I sleep in a straight-jacket...
 "...at night I can't sleep, I toss and turn