4th single and last track for a while.... But it's my most poetical track yet.
sleepa
Story behind the song
Made this hot beat, and just felt like writting for some reason, so I said why not make those lyrics for this beat.. Here's the end result..
Lyrics
Verse 1: I'm so prolific n specific/ when I spit my rhymes//
That I got you guessing if I'm destined to shine//
I was heartbroken n soakin bout a day ago//
Cause I diddnt know which path to follow/ so I did the math n reaved the throttle//
Changed my delivery/ thus changing the way people mention me/ Hey! I'm over here can you see me//
Giving me more attention/ this is the only thing that can release my tension//
No matter the situation/ music calms me n nothing can harm me//
Invincibly my pain becomes invisible/ my thoughts become very givible through pivotable emotions//
The motion in the ocean/ whatever you wanna call it/ this music has got to put that buldge my wallet//
My poetical essence is a great blessin/ but I learn more everyday on this great lesson//
So I must stay consentrated on myself not the rest n stay in my corner on my desk n write cause im the piolet of this flight///
Chorus x2: Whats that blowin in your speaka/ Whats that blowin in your speaka/ Sleepa Sleepa Sleepa//
Verse 2: My writings are resited from ah fistful sightings/ like the beutiful lightenings//
The hill tops/ the top 5 countdowns n all the great females that I've found//
I'm just begining to get in my zone/ in about 5 years my winnings should be claimed as my own//
Theres no compairison/ I make your eyes open bright like a carrot son/ fairest one in my dungeon//
As I sit n eat this track like a lunch in/ punch back in/ im off my break//
Pick up the rake n flick up you're pancakes like you're just wakin up/ I dont wanna hear no fake whaz up//
Walk past me/ talk fast be/ if you don't believe me/ you'll never reach me//
You're too sweet like a ripe peach tree/ you'll never grow enough you crowberry//
It's so scary how my preliminary commin into this was one album/ now its three of them//
Like the kiss of death/ when I'm done wit this one it aint gonna be nare one wanna be MC left//
As I leave you in the dust/ its such an extreme rush/ an as much as I wanna keep talkin//
I gotta put this verse on the hush///
Chorus x2: Whats that blowin in your speaka/ Whats that blowin in your speaka/ Sleepa Sleepa Sleepa//
Verse 3: A day in the life of me/ verses a day in the light with ah MC/ you'd notice the similarity//
Time to show you chris n the sencerity I have/ I give off this aura of security when I laugh/ that I wanna use to make you wanna follow the right path//
I'm ah bad mother(Shaft!)/ shut you're mouth as I take it down south//
Round herre is wherre I release my fearr of rejection n inject you wit some country slang/ N to the E to the double L Y/ wont die he'll only multiply/ J Kwon/ Chingy/ seem the same b//
Lets take it to the west coast n boast on that gangsta shit//
I pull the beretta outta my pocket pull it back n cock it/ shot your eye out ya socket//
My game/ Dont knock it//
My fame// You cant stop it/ I got it deep inside/ you might try to sleep n hide the fact that I got faith on my side//
Like a blind bat emerging through the darkness/ I gotta keep what I say congenious/ seemless/ I dreamed this/so only I've seen this//
Come back/ last track of 04/ wonder how far I'll come in more than one year/ ya hearr///
Chorus x3: Whats that blowin in your speaka/ Whats that blowin in your speaka/ Sleepa Sleepa Sleepa//
~Sleepa, copyrighten December 2004.