tell me, now, who's been sleeping here Cause I want to know who's been sleeping right here Was it your mummy, your daddy, who's been sleeping here Was
three I been housin folks All the way from Orange Country out to Thousand Oaks It ain't a, nother rapper in the country who can crunch me If you don't
toll Staten Island hip hop is the new rock n' roll The kid's unstoppable, Stop drop and roll The code of the street's hold heat and don't sleep Keep an
the ever-door. Man - son of man - buy the flame of ever-life (yours to breathe and breath the pain of living): living BE! Here am I! Roll the stone
You endless sleeper Through fire below, and fire above, and fire within Sleeped through the things that couldn't have been if you hadn't have been And
came You better go and check your storage Wait a minute Goldilocks who the fucks been eating my porridge? Somebody been sitting in my chair Someone been sleeping
space and hold your honey or bet money I play chasin' Here to win one-on-one of old rap Me Showbiz and Diamond D yeah we got the Soul Clap Just clap
bed with his girlfriend kids And I'm scared to tell my momma cause I might not live I guess that you can say that Poppa was a Rolling Stone But me I'
(*Billy Cook vocalizing through song*) [Z-Ro] I wonder if I'm blessed, cause I'm still here And I wonder if heaven's any different, cause in hell the
the bed with his girlfriend kids And I'm scared to tell my momma cause I might not live I guess that you can say that Poppa was a Rolling Stone But me
again Ta' Kweli, Mighty Def, and S Dot on the guest slot Kanye, you're the dope man in hip hop, now let's rock Now roll out niggaz, my hometown niggaz
being mad is cool You think that I don't give a damn Ya don't have to shout to be heard Who said dark is deep? You'd rather flip the bird I'd rather
Now, I lay me down to sleep, don't sleep, I'm on the creep To invade the holes of the ill-minded I find it's fat, rewind it back slack, not here boy
