Released: August 13, 2003
Songwriter: 2Pac 50 Cent
[Intro: 50 Cent + 2Pac]
Oh shit! New shit!
2Pac, nigga, "Don't Fall Asleep"
Y'all gon' love this shit, hahahahaha!
Hey nigga... hey, Smurf, don't think I don't hear you out there talkin' about me, you little dirtbag!
Brush your teeth before you talk about me!
Wash under ya arms, nigga; you smell like Queensbridge!
Yeah, tell them niggas how I took that $325,000 back from you, nigga!
I'm like God to you niggas! You know God giveth, and God taketh away!
I come back off tour, I'ma catch you and I'ma whoop the skin off yo' ass, nigga!
And that other bitch, Wendy Williams talkin' 'bout me and shit
Bitch look like...a fuckin' transvestite
Fuckin' Chucky's bride bitch, plastic!
I love this shit! Keep fuckin' wit' me!
Quit starin' at me like an infrared, nigga!
[Verse: 2Pac]
Pictures of plenty, sippin' my glass full of Henny
Hands on my semi-automatic kill for pennies
Approach for contact, 'cause I'm live I multiply
Soon as I open fire, niggas die with open eyes
Scared to take a nap, it's a trap, a long maze
Dreamin' of gettin' stacks, makin' scratch the wrong way
What the song say, we murder motherfuckers daily
Blackout, blow the track out, my lyrics never fail me
I inhale strong weed, then release the stress
Deliver the bomb shit from the East to West
Like Yayo
Niggas pull out, when I say so (buck, buck, buck, buck, buck)
Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy me, it's fatal
Efficiently I delete and flee
The art of war livin' sucka free, get with me
Muthafuckas don't
[Chorus: 2Pac (2x)]
Don't go to sleep
You can get your cash on nigga if you peep
Other niggas close their eyes seein' dreams in they sleep
But don't fall asleep
Oh shit! New shit!
2Pac, nigga, "Don't Fall Asleep"
Y'all gon' love this shit, hahahahaha!
Hey nigga... hey, Smurf, don't think I don't hear you out there talkin' about me, you little dirtbag!
Brush your teeth before you talk about me!
Wash under ya arms, nigga; you smell like Queensbridge!
Yeah, tell them niggas how I took that $325,000 back from you, nigga!
I'm like God to you niggas! You know God giveth, and God taketh away!
I come back off tour, I'ma catch you and I'ma whoop the skin off yo' ass, nigga!
And that other bitch, Wendy Williams talkin' 'bout me and shit
Bitch look like...a fuckin' transvestite
Fuckin' Chucky's bride bitch, plastic!
I love this shit! Keep fuckin' wit' me!
Quit starin' at me like an infrared, nigga!
[Verse: 2Pac]
Pictures of plenty, sippin' my glass full of Henny
Hands on my semi-automatic kill for pennies
Approach for contact, 'cause I'm live I multiply
Soon as I open fire, niggas die with open eyes
Scared to take a nap, it's a trap, a long maze
Dreamin' of gettin' stacks, makin' scratch the wrong way
What the song say, we murder motherfuckers daily
Blackout, blow the track out, my lyrics never fail me
I inhale strong weed, then release the stress
Deliver the bomb shit from the East to West
Like Yayo
Niggas pull out, when I say so (buck, buck, buck, buck, buck)
Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy me, it's fatal
Efficiently I delete and flee
The art of war livin' sucka free, get with me
Muthafuckas don't
[Chorus: 2Pac (2x)]
Don't go to sleep
You can get your cash on nigga if you peep
Other niggas close their eyes seein' dreams in they sleep
But don't fall asleep
- Hit ’Em Up
- Changes
- Keep Ya Head Up
- Hail Mary
- Dear Mama
- California Love
- Ambitionz Az a Ridah
- All Eyez On Me
- Life Goes On
- The Rose That Grew From Concrete
- 2 Of Amerikaz Most Wanted
- I Ain’t Mad At Cha
- Only God Can Judge Me
- Runnin’ (Dying to Live)
- Me Against the World
- I Get Around
- All About U
- So Many Tears
- Do for Love
- Ghetto Gospel
- The Rose That Grew From Concrete (Autobiographical)
- Me and My Girlfriend
- Can’t C Me
- How Do U Want It