Ghostface k**ah - I Can't Go To Sleep lyrics

[Verse 1: Ghostface k**ah] Technique is ill son, watch how I spill one Peace to Biggie, 2Pac, Big L and Big Pun Havoc on the streets of Staten, snitches House n***as, children watch as they produce the same pattern Somebody raped our women, murdered our babies Hit us with the cracks and guns in the early 80's For those that murdered me shall stand before God To fall at the hands of fate, then out comes the rod Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back What the f** is going on, I can't go to sleep Feds jumping out their jeeps, I can't go to sleep Babies with flies on they cheeks, it's hard to go to sleep Ish bowled two 6's twice, I couldn't go to sleep Aiyyo we deep in the stairs, we carry big guns Whippy got hit up with the big sh**, bong bong Stop at the cheeba spot, then pa** the leak spot Drove past y'all n***as again, you took a cheap shot Not knowing, f**ing with me you get your meat chopped You thought we fell on our face, you need to be stopped Call on the chariots, call on an ambulance You better smile, my n***a you on Candid Cam Gangsta broad, these be the laws, walk with big balls n***a, motherf**ing eunuch, I even take which was yours I'm the n***a that made you, man When your rap wasn't doing well I'm the n***a that gave you a hand [Hook: Isaac Hayes] Don't k** your brother, learn to love each other Don't get mad, cause it ain't that bad Look at who you are, you've come too far It's in your hands, just be a man Get the jelly out your spine Cobwebs out of your mind [Verse 2: RZA] I can't go to sleep, I can't shut my eyes They shot the father at his mom's building seven times They shot Malcolm in the chest, front of his little seeds Jesse watched as they shot King on the balcony Exported Marcus Garvey cause he tried to spark us With the knowledge of ourselves and our forefathers Oh Jacqueline you heard the rifle shots crackling Her husband's head in her hands, you tried to put it back in America's watching, blood-stained ink blotches Medgar took one to the skull for integrating college What's the science? Somebody? This is trick knowledge They try to keep us enslaved and still scrape for dollars Walking through Park Hill, drunk as a f** Looking around like these Devils I'm ready to break this world down They got me trapped up in a metal gate Just stressed out with hate And just give me no time to relax and use my mind to meditate What should I do, grab a blunt or a brew Grab a .22 and run out there and put this f**ing violence in you I can't go to sleep, I can't shut em, son.. I [Outro - Isaac Hayes] Don't let the game make you lose your head You should be calling the shots instead The power is in your hands Stop all this crying and be a man