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 80's
 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 can't go to sleep
 Feds jumpin out they jeeps, I can't go to sleep
 Babies with flies on the cheeks, it's hard to go to sleep
 Ish bowled two sixes twice, I couldn't 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 y'all 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
 I'm the nigga that made you man
 When your rap wasn't doin well, I'm the nigga that gave you a hand!

[Isaac Hayes]
 Don't kill your brother, let's love each other
 Don't get mad.. cause it ain't that bad
 Just be who you are.. you've come so far
 It's in your hands, just be a man
 Get the jelly out your spine!
 Cobwebs, out of your mind

[RZA]
 I can't go to sleep, I can't 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
 AMERICA'S WATCHIN, BLOOD STAINED INK BLOTCHES
 MEDGAR TOOK ONE TO THE SKULL FOR INTERGRATING COLLEGE
 WHAT'S 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 (FUCK)
 Lookin around like, these (DEVILS), I'm 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 can't go to sleep, I can't shut 'em son.. I..

[Isaac Hayes - overlapping RZA at the end]
 Don't 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