Lyrics:
Sleeping The Ripped Dress

it tight to protect us We might never sleep again {Message recieved today at three twenty six a.m. Tell you what, this is a fuckin' a smooth day Being ripped

to be here Are you burning by the truth in the work you never do? As I rearrange the way I look to suit you And you ripped your evening dress And forgot

you knew that it was done Kept it all to yourself Inside your favorite dress It took time to dig it out From the backroom Yeah by now we're convinced It's ripped

know how I'm livin' everything I spit I did it Torn, painted the town, ripped a microphone in every district I treat this like a privilege, I sleep in

The victim's blood is never seen Your unborn taken, ripped in two The one so helpless relying on you. Dr. Hatchet dressed in white How can you sleep

the thirty eight special ripped through that vest And I don't contemplate whether or not he left shit on the dresser Got Compton on my back, I'm startin

price dress executives Peep the grammar, slim built strong stamina 44 nickel plate long with the silencer Play for keeps in the shut eyes, you stay sleep

But she put me down" Oh well, now I'm moving up and I'm moving out [Verse 1:] And I, still sleep on one side of the bed And I, can't sleep so I'm tired

all You know how many streets I'm a teach y'all How many pieces? You know hustlers slinging them pieces All the lil' kids dress indecent Another baby