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lirik lagu g. twilight - no rest for the wicked

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[intro]
goin’ hard in the paint, in the streets playin’ post
never nervous, stay in service so i brag and boast
champagne armand de brignac, let’s make a toast
yeah, i know a n~gga named jamie, but i’m the real ‘ghost’
westside jamie, he used to be wit’ ‘yah~yah’ and ‘stank’
now i’m off and runnin’ laughin’ straight to the bank
fiends run out of money come back with they kids’ piggy~bank
garbage bags filled with coins, cl!ckity~clank

[hook]
detroit, m~i, do my thang on the west
sleep is a luxury i get no rest
and i, wish i could go to bed
and i, can’t stop gotta get this bread

[verse 1]
they blowin’ up my phone, these fiends is drivin’ mе crazy
but it’s over time in thesе street i ain’t never been lazy
late night early morning eating coffee ice cream
this whole thing started from a dollar and a dream
i know some money comin’ cause i feel my palms itchin’
mixin’ soda wit’ the cocaine on the stove in my kitchen
the goal is cute girls and a fancy car
sleep is for the weak, baby i’ma street star
us detroit gangsters? we sin funny
big gold chain like twin money
live my life by the sword, quotin’ scripture mama taught me
showin’ off these vintage cartie frames i just bought me
i call my dope ‘rheta franklin, cause i cooked it wit’ soul
whole bag got shake like beyonce knowles
from a ball to a big gotd~mn i’m on a roll
at war wit’ the competition we fightin’ for control
[hook]
detroit, m~i, do my thang on the west
sleep is a luxury i get no rest
and i, wish i could go to bed
and i, can’t stop gotta get this bread

[verse 2]
jumped off the porch late, i’m not really a thug
i’m a quiet college boy who got a coke plug
kilo for kilo, pound for pound
yeah it goes down here in motor town
stay alive watch the company you keep around
n~ggas will smile in yo face right before they gun you down
i try to be diplomatic, i don’t wanna be violent bruh
but i got a sig and a micro~uzi wit fitted silencers
in yo face off safety, you believe me now
deceive me? wow
yo whole family grievin’ now
should’ve believed me when i told you
why you make me show you?
hard headed ass n~ggas and the sh~t they make you go throw
i’m quiet but my temper got hot like a fish fry
squeezin’ on the micro~uzi trigger screamin’ b~tch die
can’t get no sleep cause i’m stackin’ these ends
plus i worried uncles and brother comin’ back for revenge
[hook]
detroit, m~i, do my thang on the west
sleep is a luxury i get no rest
and i, wish i could go to bed
and i, can’t stop gotta get this bread

[verse 3]
wheeew chile, the bread made me switch lanes
wanted a bigger bag so i crossed 8 mile wit’ the caine
instead of smoked it’s coke gettin’ snorted
servin’ in the hood got us all gettin’ shorted
detroit underworld? yeah, i partic~p~ted
raised by n~ggas, raised by n~ggas that was young boys incorporated
my plug’s first plug was dino from y.b.i.’s ‘a~team’
he was butch jones personal shooter he liked to ak things
dosed off for a minute and had a dream wit’ no name
that made re~think my choice about gettin’ in the street game
in a pool of my own blood.. i saw myself dead
then i heard farrakhan’s voice and this is what he said
you pushin’ that poison and you’re a thief too
but the white man came to africa and he stole you!!!
woke up wit’ my heart poundin’, that’s why my days so long
i like the money, but in my heart i know this is wrong

[hook]
detroit, m~i, do my thang on the west
sleep is a luxury i get no rest
and i, wish i could go to bed
and i, can’t stop gotta get this bread
[verse 4]
now some of you guys may be surprised at the words i’m finna say
and say who is this lame who says he know the game
and where the f~ck did he learn to play?
well, when it comes to the game i say james is to blame
seven mile and bentler he introduced me to cocaine
like a bad relationship, me and white girl need to break up
scared to go to sleep in this life i might not wake up
jamie and ‘bruiser’ denard was birthday twins
so it’s only natural they’d become friends
so nah, i’m not just knee deep, yeah i’m totally deep
plugged in on the westside yeah i’m o.g. deep
but its deep than that, it’s not just about cocaine
this game is a way to hide my pain
never knew a father’s love and i’m p~ssed off about
now i got guns and drugs, i’m bout it, bout it
my soda~caine flake
bag full of chunk and shake
my ice cream make cake
in the fast lane no brakes

[outro]
westside up, westsidas
detroit, westside
seven mile to schoolcraft
we the go getter
no rest


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