letra de no rest for the wicked - casisdead
[verse]
(there’s no rest for the wicked)
i don’t sleep, sleep is the cousin of death
but i’m already dead
so how come i don’t see my cousin, that’s dread
every day my eyes are bloodshot red
rolling back in my head, like i got shot dead
but f-ck going bed, i’m l1cking them shots instead
i ain’t got no hopes or dreams
how do you dream if you’re an insomniac
it seems
the only escape is the cognac or the green
which don’t even seem, to be l1cking me like it used to
i need big joints to get me lean, not four point like i used to
[hook]
these streets don’t go to sleep, there’s no rest for the wicked
i reload three times each week, i’ve got food, i don’t tick it
[verse]
na fam i don’t tick it, i take it
on the train to brummel lane with no ticket
hit the trap, bake it, cut it, l1ck it
counting .1 shots so i’m making maximum profit
no wraps in my pocket
it’s under the tongue, so i don’t drop it
easy access when they wanna cop it
my food is show
you can’t top it, i swear castro
is the topic of every deep convo regarding snow
from here to the tropics
anything you need, we stock it
can sniff it, bun it or pop it
[hook]
these streets don’t go to sleep, there’s no rest for the wicked
i reload three times each week, i’ve got food, i don’t tick it
[verse]
sell drugs, it’s in my dna
c0ke, ket, mdma
got paid in college but not ema
on this ting ’til i win a vma
drink shey on the black dna
then go shot an eight ball of the yay
but no consignments today
’nuff man ask for the ball but don’t know how to play
and you know what they say
don’t run if you can’t walk and watch what you say
watch where you stay
because you know big bro’s gonna watch where you stay
when the cats are watching you cutting a key in the kitchen, what are you gonna say
do the sale, caught the next day
refused bail, what can i say
[hook][x2]
these streets don’t go to sleep, there’s no rest for the wicked
i reload three times each week, i’ve got food, i don’t tick it
[outro]
trust fam
the streets never sleep
castro’s saint
castro st
jme on the keys
safe fam
(yeah)
and you know it’s proper p in ’07
n17
north london fam, ya get me
show
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