Close Your Eyes

(Ozzy Osbourne) Close your eyes Close your eyes You gotta close your eyes for me (Freddie Gibbs) Yeah Keep 'em closed Haha, yeah (Verse 1) Imagine this, livin' in a spot without a pot piss Or no windows to open up so you can pour out the shit Livin' dead cause you ain't really livin' without a grip Hella shit to pay, baby on the way ain't that bout a bitch It's 1982, she gave birth to you and dropped outta college Raised you in the Atlas but full of addicts and alcoholics No place to live, yo momma and her momma crib No paper for labor, her pockets broke before her water did Not just a ghetto kid, she was a survivor Mum a hard working women but daddy's a womanizer Saw him cheat her and beat her then leave her like he despised her So when you grew up to be that way it didn't suprise her The thug in your blood, she love you but can't control you Conditions that you livin' are starting to shape and mold you She say the devil in your head He introduce you to the streets, yo my name is Fred I'm in it til my coffin close (Hook) (Close your eyes) Can you imagine that? (Close your eyes) Sit back and blaze a sack (You gotta close your eyes for me) Now I lay me down to sleep Always lay down with my heat Gotta jump back on my feet I'm in the street, until my coffin close (Close your eyes) Can you imagine that? (Close your eyes) Nigga, sit back and blaze a sack (You gotta close your eyes for me) Now I lay me down to sleep Always lay down with my heat Gotta jump back on my feet I'm in the street, until my coffin close (Verse 2) Yeah Streets cold, these youngin' niggas is gettin' bold Murder on the daily this funeral shit is gettin' old Ya soul searchin' for another way to make it through College, military, that 9 to 5 shit don't work for you So what you do? Load another clip, we plot another lick You got a thing for music and your homies like the way you spit The lords showin' you a sign you can't ignore the shit Put your pain on paper, hit the lab and go record the shit Your fan base is gettin' big This Jewish kid from California working your label now you got this cracker on your dick Told his boss the Judas shit and everybody feelin' him He took advantage of your thirst and signed you for the minimum The rap stopped sellin' and he started acting funny Your manager just managed a way to jerk you for your money But them crackers said they had your back You got a record deal so why you back to sellin' crack? They wanna see your coffin close (Hook) (Close your eyes) Can you imagine that? (Close your eyes) Sit back and blaze a sack (You gotta close your eyes for me) Now I lay me down to sleep Always lay down with my heat Gotta jump back on my feet I'm in the street, until my coffin close (Close your eyes) Can you imagine that? (Close your eyes) Nigga, sit back and blaze a sack (You gotta close your eyes for me) Now I lay me down to sleep Always lay down with my heat Gotta jump back on my feet I'm in the street, until my coffin close (Verse 3) Yeah You right back where you started, careless and broken hearted One shot away from being part of the dearly departed These haters bustin' choppers at you so you bustin' back That rapping dream you had that's out the window, you like fuck that Your girl says she pregnant Your grandma just passed away Your homie took one in the head Your cousin just got murked today Psychologically this shit done sent you on a rampage Niggas look at you wrong and you bustin' off that 12 gauge All you do is hell raise Let that bottle solve your problems Liquor with the pills, codeine, Xanax, and OxyContin Drug habit off the hook Step away from snorting powder Paranoia waking you up out your sleep like every hour This is not a movie cause every day niggas get devoured By the street, losing they life, they enticed by money and power Until the game bring a nigga to the end I just pray the lord forgive me for my sins (Hook) (Close your eyes) Can you imagine that? (Close your eyes) Sit back and blaze a sack (You gotta close your eyes for me) Now I lay me down to sleep Always lay down with my heat Gotta jump back on my feet I'm in the street, until my coffin close (Close your eyes) Can you imagine that? (Close your eyes) Nigga, sit back and blaze a sack (You gotta close your eyes for me) Now I lay me down to sleep Always lay down with my heat Gotta jump back on my feet I'm in the street, until my coffin close