"Make You Sleep" - G Slade 2010 - Week 1 Post:
Lyrics:
Hook
"I want to make you scream,
I want to make you bleed,
You are not shit to me,
Ooh, I want to make you sleep
Yeah, bitch, I wanna make you sleep,
Wanna make you think, you shouldna' fucked with me,
Wanna make you sleep, put you seven feet deep,
Bury you head first, in the middle of the street,
Stomp you in the dirt, in the middle of my beat,
You know it hurts, check out the size of my cleats,
The bass in my beat, check your face on my feet,
I'll stand on your throat, til you can't even breathe,
Bet you wish, you had never met me,
Had never been a slut, or fucked around on me,
Or been a bitch to me, well it's too late, you see,
I'm gonna take your life, and make it history,
Insert Hook
You're a cancer, I'm chemotherapy,
I got this hammer, yeah, it's ball pean,
It's gonna make you scream, gonna make you bleed,
Gonna crush your face, make your whole brain leak,
Make your blood, drip out and seep,
Grey matter and nerves, spread all over the street,
I got a switch blade knife that you need to meet,
So I can carve the word bitch, on your fat ass cheeks,
So the whole wide world, can look down and see,
That you ain't nothin', but a bitch to me,
And you ain't nothin', but a cunt with teeth,
So bite a fuckin' dick, and choke on it for me,
Insert Hook
You think it's over bitch, it's not as easy as that,
I just got started, carving up all your fat,
I know you met Mr. Knife, now meet his wife,
She's a Louisville slugger, and she'll put out the lights,
Maybe bust your knees out, cut out some of your height,
Leave your ass on the ground, what a pitiful sight,
I might just piss in your mouth, let you taste that Sprite,
That I drank last night, what an unfair fight,
Don't worry now, it's almost over,
It's almost time, for your infinite slumber,
See what I got here, it's your number,
It looks like a six, now your six feet under
