The Sandman Sleeps

Lyrics

Check this out, y'all It said sleep is the cousin of death My right eye is for the dreams while I peep the unseen with the left The third's for the unheard like [?] [?] coolest nerd, throwing the deuces, don't compare it to birds, my Spiritual residence display with classy and Showing you reality not Keeping Up with the Kardashians If life's a game I'm [?] Old school like a sundae On 9:30, tryna recoup like a Hyundai It's one way to the top, I think I found another route With these verse one on one, press start is what I'm 'bout Oh you a challenger? Please, you ain't even on the calendar Theory to my sound, whole town goin' lavender Pokemon master, you can check the badges Inspect a deck of card, had to gab it on my gadgets Pass the madness, Gladys Knight for my train of thought Been raised the bar, I don't care what your trainer thought God on my side, you don't like it you can slide to the left, cha cha While you was dancing I was wide awake Plotting on my destiny, I ain't talkin' bungee Got 'em jumping out they seat, no soul-selling Al Bundy 'til I'm married with children, gotta keep on building a foundation Why they hatin'? You know me, I sealed in this letter I mail it when the time right Addressed to my past - "thank you for the hindsight" Limelight, ah, that ain't gon' get me nada While you chasing the wave, I was making "Nefelibata" I took it back to the basics Me and Kdot in the basement making album after album, no replacement, adjacent To dreams we been fighting for Writing for earth when the fire comes Who shine through the dark? The enlightened or Poor kid raised off the strength of street knowledge? Wisest man I ever met never stepped foot in college A rhymesayer, word to my brother like Ali Left Evidence in the Atmosphere, I'm probably The most underrated, so from the world I separated Tried to spread love, the irony, they hate it 'cause they brainwashed, but it's a new dawn Cleansing the mind, tinted with goals, silverware, put a fork in it 
just vent in a few minutes I'm done Once was called a bastard, now I'm known in The Land of the Rising Son Becoming the one that they envy by keeping it real, no faking is in me Now give me respect, deserving the pennies, now treating myself There ain't too many like me Let 'em sleep though, that's cool Sleep on, sleep on, sleep on, sleep on, sleep