Eminem Go To Sleep Lyrics

Go To Sleep Lyrics

I ain't gonna eat, I ain't gonna sleep

Ain't gonna breathe, till I see, what I wanna see

And what I wanna see is you go to sleep in the dirt

Permanently, you just being hurt, this ain't gonna work



For me, it just wouldn't be sufficient enough

'Cuz we are just gonna be enemies

As long as we breathe, I don't ever see either of us

Coming to terms, where we can agree



There ain't gonna be no reason speakin' wit' me

You speak on my seed, then me, no speakin' Englais

So we gonna beef and keep on beefin', unless

You're gonna agree to meet with me in the flesh



And settle this face to face and you're gonna see

A demon unleashed in me that you've never seen

And you're gonna see this gangsta pee on himself

I see you D-12 and thanks but me need no help



Me do this one all by my lonely, I don't need fifteen of my homies

When I see you, I'm seeing you, me and you only

We never met but best believe you gon' know me

When I'm this close to see you exposed as phony



Come on, bitch, show me, pick me up, throw me

Lift me up, hold me just like you told me

You was gonna do, that's what I thought, you're pitiful

I'm rid of you, all you, Ja, you'll get it too



So go to sleep bitch

Die, mothafucka, die, time's up

Bitch close ya eyes

(Uh)

Go to sleep, bitch

(What?)

Why are you still alive?

How many times I gotta say, close ya eyes?



And go to sleep bitch

(What?)

Die mothafucka die, motherfucker

(Bi Bi, Bi Bi)

Go to sleep bitch

(What?)

Why are you still alive?

Why die, die mothafucka, ah, ah, ah

Go to sleep bitch



We got you niggaz, nervous on purpose

To hurt your focus, you's not MC's, you's worthless

You's not them G's, you's a circus, you's no appeal, please

You's curtains you use words cool heard slurred in two thousand third



You's purpin', you's no threat, who's ya servin'?

We lyrically oughta bury you beneath the dirt when

You fuck with a label overseein' the Earth

Shady muthafucka, O. Trice's birth



And as I mold, I become a curse

So we can put down the verse, take it to the turf

Cock and squeeze and he who reach the hearse is he who

Depicts fiction in his verse



And as I breathe, and you be deceased

The world believe you deceived just to speak

You's not the streets, you's the deaths



Use not your chest nigga, use a vest

Before two's choose ya rest, you chose death

Six feet deep, nigga, that's the depth



So go to sleep bitch

Die, mothafucka, die, time's up

Bitch close ya eyes

(Uh)

Go to sleep, bitch

(What?)

Why are you still alive?

How many times I gotta say, close ya eyes?



And go to sleep bitch

(What?)

Die mothafucka die, motherfucker

(Bi Bi, Bi Bi)

Go to sleep bitch

(What?)

Why are you still alive?

Why die, die mothafucka, ah, ah, ah

Go to sleep bitch



Hey dog, I'ma walk like a beast, talk like the streets

I'ma stay blazin' New York wit' the heat

Stalk on the beat, walk wit' my feet

Understand my pain, the rain ain't sweet



Peep how I'm moving, peep where I'm going

Shit don't seep, then sleep not knowin'

But I'ma keep growing, getting larger than life

Easy going with the same one that started the fight



He be knowing how dog get, when dog gone bite

Tried to show him the dog shit, it's dog for life

Grand champ, and my Blood Line is tight

'Cuz it's all good, it's all right



Niggas tried to holla, but couldn't holla back

Now they gots to swallow, everything in the sac

Blood Line and we can go track for track

Damn dog, why did you have to do them niggas like that?



So go to sleep bitch

Die, mothafucka, die, time's up

Bitch close ya eyes

(Uh)

Go to sleep, bitch

(What?)

Why are you still alive?

How many times I gotta say, close ya eyes?



And go to sleep bitch

(What?)

Die mothafucka die, motherfucker

(Bi Bi, Bi Bi)

Go to sleep bitch

(What?)

Why are you still alive?

Why die, die mothafucka, ah, ah, ah

Go to sleep bitch



All you motherfuckers, take that

Here, take this too, bitch, uh, uh, uh, uh, wahoo

We're killin' all you motherfuckers dead, all you

Fake ass gangsters, no more press, no more press



Rot, motherfuckers, rot Decay, in the dirt, bitch

(Uh)

In the motherfucking dirt!

Die nameless, bitch, die nameless, no more fame

Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha

Yo X, come on man, Obie, let's go, ha, ha