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