You Sleep Out Here Devious (Ft. Kevin Gates)
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You sleep out here sleep out here
Can't be sleep out here
Mark of the beast out here they feast out here
Ain't no peace out here
You sleep out here sleep out here
Can't be sleep out here
Can't show no teeth out here teeth here
Mark of the beast out here
Verse 1(Devious)
Land of the free how can we sleep
What are we doing?
Stand up for me hand up for me what ya pursuing?
Death or it's life life or it's death
Ashes to ashes or take your first breath
Take you a right or take you a left
But never just chill with the cousin of death
How could you judge how do you know what is the premise
They kill in the hood but livin is good
Look at our prisons
And dreams are deferred when life is a blur but mind ya own bizness
And god has the gavel and god is the jury who is the witness
Through peril and famine our teens carry hammers and go to the slammer
No thought of regret or presence of mind and nothing's examined
They pay it no mind they see but they blind they narcoleptics
But how could you sleep and never consider who's really affected? Who Knows
Can't be sleep out here
Mark of the beast out here they feast out here
Ain't no peace out here
You sleep out here sleep out here
Can't be sleep out here
Can't show no teeth out here teeth here
Mark of the beast out here
Verse 1(Devious)
Land of the free how can we sleep
What are we doing?
Stand up for me hand up for me what ya pursuing?
Death or it's life life or it's death
Ashes to ashes or take your first breath
Take you a right or take you a left
But never just chill with the cousin of death
How could you judge how do you know what is the premise
They kill in the hood but livin is good
Look at our prisons
And dreams are deferred when life is a blur but mind ya own bizness
And god has the gavel and god is the jury who is the witness
Through peril and famine our teens carry hammers and go to the slammer
No thought of regret or presence of mind and nothing's examined
They pay it no mind they see but they blind they narcoleptics
But how could you sleep and never consider who's really affected? Who Knows
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