my breast, Whose waking fancies doe my mind affright. O come sweet sleepe; come, or I die for ever: Come ere my last sleepe comes, or come never.
Come heavy sleep, the image of true death And close up these my - my weary weeping eyes Whose spring of tears doth stop my vital breath And tears my heart
in my breast, Whose waking fancies doe my mind affright. O come sweet sleepe; come, or I die for ever: Come ere my last sleepe comes, or come never
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Traduzione: Pungiglione. Vieni, sonno pesante.
[Verse 1] First off, how you gon' come off All this rap shit, get done off Man listen this a passionate mind I come thru, gun drew splashin a rhyme Wet
hand Damn, I hope it don't spill Nigga chill, shit is real cock back my steel Still runnin' from the police I gets no sleep I got you peepin in my window
no work nigga, I ain't no joke Fuck what they say and get your dough nigga Heavy in the game *1 [Lady Levi] Who da bumba claat him a come try take mine
and movies I went from trustin'' these tricks now they all want to sue me So Fuck em' all [Chorus] (That's right bitch, Fuck em' all) (Young Noble) Come
in the motherfuckin car wit'cha I'd have took every bullet that they threw, hand of God nigga I only got one click, Outlawz 'til I'm gone Heavy in the game and we coming
Jeannie_ You in a $100 spot with a buck Like the gods and 3rd Eye say, kid: eeease up! [3rd Eye] Next up, time for me to fly, come on Back up, back up
he get it five dollars and up He don't flash, but really got Impalas and trucks The stash, gon fill it ten thousand dollars and up Sleep fast, enough
seen it every time they come and go That's why I drop to my knees and ask god to distinguish friend from foe and what do you know by the time morning comes
m misery - you must be mystery; We'll take this town and turn it upside down tonight. I stray away from the light like a vampire; Sleep all day stay up all night. Come
yours Warlords, callin The Giant, it's all yours [A.G.] Went from welfare to Bel Air, and hell yeah, I hold heat With a license to kill like police, so don't sleep
