Death is the cousin of sleep,
Just close your eyes, count sheep and breathe deep.
Think about the sound of relief that surrounds you,
You were already gone before I found you.
Slug, “Bleed Slow,” from Atmosphere’s Godlovesugly, 2002
Classic rap lyrics about life, love, money and more.
Death is the cousin of sleep,
Just close your eyes, count sheep and breathe deep.
Think about the sound of relief that surrounds you,
You were already gone before I found you.
Time is money, every moment is costly,
So I ration emotion, ‘cause existence exhausts me.
Maybe I need somebody that could save me
From the parts of myself that keep making me crazy.
I didn’t get turned on, I just got turned.
I wasn’t as aroused as I was concerned.
I will show you all you need to know.
You must hold on to anyone that wants you,
And I will love you through simple and the struggle.
But girl…you got to understand: the modern man must hustle.
I didn’t get turned on, I just got turned.
I wasn’t as aroused as I was concerned.