Go To Sleep lyrics

[Eminem]:
I ain't gonna eat, I ain't gonna sleep
Ain't gonna breathe, til 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
Cause 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' with me
You speak on my seed, then me, no speak Ingles
So we gonna beed, 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 no need 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 gone 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 though, you're pitiful
I'm rid of you, all you, Ja, you'll get it too

[Chorus - Eminem (DMX)]:
Now go to sleep bitch
Die, motherfucker, die, ugh, time's up, bitch, close ya eyes
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 motherfucker, die, bye, bye, motherfucker, bye, bye
Go to sleep bitch (what?)
Why are you still alive? Why, die motherfucker, ah, ah, ah
...Go to sleep bitch

[Obie Trice]:
We got niggas, 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'?
When lyrically oughta bury you beneath the dirt when
You fuck with a lavel overseein' the Earth
Shady motherfucka, 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 desk
Use not your chest nigga, use a vest
Before two's choose ya rest, you chose death
Six feet deep, nigga, that's the debt

[Chorus]

[DMX]:
Hey dawg, I'm a walk like a beast, talk like the streets
I'm a stay blazin' New York with the heat
Stalk on the beat, walk with my feet
Understand my pain, the rain ain't sweet
Peep how I'm moving, peep where I'm going
Shit don't sleep, then sleep not knowin'
But I'm a keep growing, getting larger than life
Easy going wit the same one that started the fight
He be knowing how dog get, when dog gon' bite
Tried to show him the dog shit, it's dawg for life
Grand champ, and my Blood Line is tight
Cause 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 sack
Blood Line, and, we can go track for track
Damn dog, why'd you have to do them niggas like that?

[Chorus]

[All you motherfuckers, take that
Here, take this too, bitch, uh, uh, uh, uh...
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
In the motherfucking dirt
Die nameless, bitch, die nameless, no more fame...
...Yo X, come on man, Obie, let's go...