Verse 1

I can’t sleep I need a sleeping pill
I run deep through bloody rivers, knees creeking still
My peeps keeping still, cos they keep us down
Others got the easy life like they sleep around
I got my reefer lit tryna make a sleeper hit
Tryna get, my piece of it don’t know if I’m believing it
They finger take thieving it, Timberlake squeeze a tit
Swinger date fucking then you leaving it
Huuuuuh I be fucking breathing it
Angels n my demons, different fables that I’m weaving
Flip the table on us even, so da honour’s never even
N ‘Yes we can’ should’ve never let us weaken
Ain’t a product of the deacon, but there’s God up in this heathen
Ain’t claim to be a beacon, who you naming Wiki Leaking
Now you framing me for speaking, should be shaming you for cheating
All the claimants you deceiving, why’s the Cayman’s got my payments you receiving

Hook

I can’t sleep while this rap plays
You know the tax paid blood n rage back stage, wailing
Bruce Banner out the Bat Cage, Bailing
My loose manner off the twat gague, Palin
I can’t sleep while this rap plays
You know the tax paid blood n rage back stage, fronting
Bruce Banner out da Bat Cage, jumping
My loose manner off the twat gague, Trumping

Verse 2

I can’t sleep n da devil’s getting closer
Wolves pose as sheep, rebels as the soldiers
Da devil’s got a hold of me, I try n escape
My soul’s smoldering in cauldrons there’s blood on my paint
My words deep like a carving, these rappers are faint
I’m having dinner with these sinners, cos the winners are fake
All saints tainted if you really gonna look at it
All Saints dated but Shaznay’s on my bucket list
My muse as she ride me, da fuck I’m cumming up with it
Clear out my diary, Mmmmmm I’d be loving it
If we never went to McDonald’s again
This beef is bullshit yeah it don’t honour your friends
Are you gonna pretend, I’m not Top 10 living or dead
They suck me dry, but I ain’t getting a head, shuck n jive and my smile lied (fuck it)
I took a drive to the wild side (suck it)

Hook

I can’t sleep while this rap plays
You know the tax paid blood n rage back stage, wailing
Bruce Banner out the Bat Cage, Bailing
My loose manner off the twat gague, Palin
I can’t sleep while this rap plays
You know the tax paid blood n rage back stage, fronting
Bruce Banner out da Bat Cage, jumping
My loose manner off the twat gague, Trumping

Verse 3

I can’t sleep I need a sedative
Freedom it is relative, they never let a bredder live
Plotting revolutions to this Boom Bap,
Probably got my room tapped, why would you assume that
A revolution has to be stopped
I’m the message that the label has dropped, cocks
I’m da points that you docked, I point to the top
Not the bruv’s slinging mud
Oink, oink go the cps, pork needs to be chopped
Anoint me a king when the bell ring
Tell me what does hell bring, cos I sling
Fire to the buyers, fuck the bias on your wireless
Pricks try n stylus it’s sick they denying us
I blow like a sinus or should I say a nostril
My flow it is timeless, another gospel
Revelation to the nation, like a flasher on Crime Watch
Lyrics pure gold, won’t cash in my rhyme box