Letra de canción descargada de: https://www.albumcancionyletra.com ------------------------------------------ Wu Tang Clan - I can't go to sleep ------------------------------------------ [Ghostface Killah] Technique is ill son, watch how I spill one Peace to Biggie Tupac Big L and Big Pun Havoc on the streets of Staten, snitches House niggaz children watch as they produce the same pattern Somebody raped our women, murdered our babies Hit us with the cracks and guns in the early 80īs FOR THOSE THAT MURDERED ME SHALL STAND BEFORE GOD TO FALL AT THE HANDS OF FATE, THEN OUT COMES THE ROD Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, bring it back.. [*record run backwards*] What the fuck is goin on? I canīt go to sleep Feds jumpin out they jeeps, I canīt go to sleep Babies with flies on the cheeks, itīs hard to go to sleep Ish bowled two sixes twice, I couldnīt go to sleep Aiyyo we deep in the stairs, we carry (?) guns (?) got, hit up with the big shit, bam-bam Stop at the cheeba spot, then pass the leak spot So past yīall niggaz again, you took a cheap shot Not knowin FUCKIN WITH ME, you get your meat chopped YOU THOUGHT WE FELL ON OUR FACE? YOU NEED TO BE STOPPED CALL ON THE CHARIOTS, CALL ON AN AMBULANCE YOU BETTER SMILE MY NIGGA, YOU ON CANDID CAM Gangsta broad, these be the laws, walk with big balls Nigga motherfuckin eunuch, I even take which was yours Iīm the nigga that made you man When your rap wasnīt doin well, Iīm the nigga that gave you a hand! [Isaac Hayes] Donīt kill your brother, letīs love each other Donīt get mad.. cause it ainīt that bad Just be who you are.. youīve come so far Itīs in your hands, just be a man Get the jelly out your spine! Cobwebs, out of your mind [RZA] I canīt go to sleep, I canīt shut my eyes They shot the father of his moms, killed him seven times They shot Malcolm in the chest front of his little seeds Jesse watched, as they shot King on the balcony They spat at Marcus, Garvey cause he tried to spark us with the knowledge of ourselves, and our forefathers Ohh Jacqueline you heard the rifle shots cracklin Her husband head in her hair, you tried to put it back in AMERICAīS WATCHIN, BLOOD STAINED INK BLOTCHES MEDGAR TOOK ONE TO THE SKULL FOR INTERGRATING COLLEGE WHATīS THE SCIENCE? SOMEBODY? THIS IS TRICK KNOWLEDGE THEY TRY TO KEEP US ENSLAVED AND STILL SCRAPE FOR DOLLARS Walkin through Park Hill, drunk as a ? Lookin around like, these ??, Iīm ready to break this world down They got me trapped up in a metal gate, just stressed out with hate And just, give me no time to relax, and use my mind to meditate What should I do? Grab a blunt or a brew? Grab a two-two and run out there AND PUT THIS FUCKIN VIOLENCE IN YOU? I canīt go to sleep, I canīt shut īem son.. I.. [Isaac Hayes - overlapping RZA at the end] Donīt like the game, nigga use your head You should be callin the shots instead The power is in your hands.. Stop all this cryin, and be a man