Sleep

[Intro: Juicy J]

Please, stay sleep, please, stay sleep

Please, stay sleep, you niggas stay sleep

[Verse 1: Lord Infamous]

Sippin on six murdered ministers sauce

I drink blood from the cup that they call holy grail

Silenced for singin' so many sick songs of a place they call heaven, a schizo from hell

Restin' upon my black throne and just spyin' on suspicious suspects while sittin' on souls

Sinister schemes, I decipher the scribes of an ancient tools of past life voodoo and scrolls

Satanic insignia wrote on the scene, it's so sacred created by Lucifer slaves

Silent, secluded in secret somewhere in the swamp in the land of old testament days

Infinite six, eternal the six, forever the six, I sits outta the flames

Sick minded soldiers are suffering, seekin' and searchin' to slay with severe forms of pain

Scarecrow was me, I was sent from the the stem to cause scorn with the thorn on my venomous tips

Such innocent antisocial, my there is no sun daily as the rain wipes from my lips

Indulge yourself with the poisons and noises, money and drugs, material goals

I tell you how it shall profit a man if he gains the whole world and loses his own soul

[Verse 2: Gangsta Boo]

I click so quick, my spells are slick

I'm comin' again with much more

You niggas be jealous cuz my prophet fellas

Is fucking yo bitch but Nig-ga-roes

Just listen, I shouldn' have to mention

Yo ass is in the clique, you fell in the click

Cuz you run yo mouth around the wrong misses bitch

Yo peep this, my niggas be packin' artillery

Making yo ass whine

I'm packin' this bomb ass car

That's robbin yo ass blind all the time

You think I love you, never nigga I'm out to get my cheese

Like Roger Rabbit, who framed the nigga

That guy left on his knees?

Smokin' out, cuz I need to get high before I go on my mission

My profit soldiers call me all about this thing called pimpin'

So listen nigga before you think you got a good (bitch)

You got a scheming madam lil' boy that want the lifestyle of rich

[Chorus]

Sleep, baby, sleep, Three 6 is on the creep

Beware of this clan, Prophet is just too deep

Sleep, baby, sleep

[Verse 3: DJ Paul]

We creepin' up on these hoes wit the MAC-10, the MAC-12

Hit 'em wit the MAC-11, catch ya slippin at the 7-11

Put the slugs in the back of his cap, send him straight to heaven

Seven deadly venoms couldn't stop the six

Certainly when ya fuck around wit da Three Six

Mafia on top a ya

Game, really gotta wake 'em up wit the piggy bank

Really tho, sissy ho, we up in ya house

Boo under da bed, Crunchy behind da couch

Get 'em up wit galled off

Wit da mother fucking shit we talkin' about

Thug'd out, drugged out, already

Get 'em in they mother fucking sleep like Freddy

Split it, doin' it, them motherfuckin' niggas doin' it

Pourin' it, the motherfuckin' Posse, bitch

While you thinking we slackin' up, we jackin' up yo fuckin shit

Enemies from day one, but today sons, don't last, so ball it

Where ya runnin'? Da Three 6 gunnin' all bitches up out the Jeep

Hangin low and standin' high, stayin' high, on the motherfuckin' street

[Verse 4: Crunchy Black]

Should I let a nigga live? Should I let a nigga die?

I should watch a nigga cry while I sing them lullaby

As the tears hit the floor, dealin' shit, how not a roar?

Crunchy Black is not a whore, and Raven Red, and heavens door

As I soar through your life, you be beggin' for some Christ

Ain't no mothafuckin' Christ, all I wanna see is die

[Verse 5: Juicy J]

You sleep at night we comin' thru yo mothafuckin' window pane

Make sure at night you shut it tight so the killer won't split ya brain

Don't make a move in ya room, you better believe it's a big surprise

Nuttin but them two like a Glock or a set infrared between ya eyes

Tie that bitch up

With the gray tape, rest of the body wrap it up with a belt

Chop, chop, chop

Cut the dead body up til ya know there's nothing left

Please stay sleep

[Chorus]

Sleep, baby, sleep, Three 6 is on the creep

Beware of this clan, Prophet is just too deep

Sleep, baby, sleep

Sleep, baby, sleep, Three 6 is on the creep

Beware of this clan, Prophet is just too deep

Sleep, baby, sleep