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MastodonRare & Eklipze - Sleepaway Camp 1983 Lyrics



MastodonRare & Eklipze - Sleepaway Camp 1983 Lyrics
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Drip on my body, got this Louis rag to dry all my tears
I got some problems I cant sleep away
For now I'm playing keep away with all of my fears
Said I was down, but wasn't out, but look who countin
I'm countin it cuz I know that you near
Got out my feelings, put that drip on my body got this Louis rag to dry all my tears
Yeah
Ride around like, "Sticky check. Cool"
Blicky next too me
Word to Nipsey, they ain't gon get me next ooh
Pockets gettin bulky that's a mini flex too
N-N-N-Nigga test my patience, trauma patient test room
There's all sorts of shit I done that haunts me still
Life comes at you fast, I slow it down with the proper pill
I take this to relax, you all cap you don't ball for real
Walk in this bitch, my drip bound to f*ck up yo' water bill
I look fear in the eyes and I claim what's mine
They petrified, hands on they face, they wastin time
Mistakin' my kindness for weakness, they the fakest kind
But no emotions from a king, offer the faintest smile
Drip on my body, got this Louis rag to dry all my tears
I got some problems I cant sleep away
For now I'm playing keep away with all of my fears
Said I was down, but wasn't out, but look who countin
I'm countin it cuz I know that you near
Got out my feelings, put that drip on my body got this Louis rag to dry all my tears
Yeah
They lookin full court pressed, slip on the Nike's and ball
13 Years runnin' ain't been right wit' the law
I can smell the fear on 'em so I ride my dogs
Kush Gang in the building, don't get knifed in the hall
Yeah yeah yeah
Whole lotta gang shit, yeah
Bitch I went from shootin' my shot to lovin' the swish yeah
Gettin' picked by two at a time and having to switch yeah
Confirm that I'm ballin' just strictly by my statistics, yeah
Been thru the bullshit, got thru on my own yeah
Ain't needed no hand to hold yeah
We yellin' death to the clones yeah
I'm the Obi-Wan and only, saber get lit like a motherf*ckin strobe yeah
Blue beams on the blades of the chrome yeah
I bring new hope to the homeland
Yeah
Drip on my body, got this Louis rag to dry all my tears
I got some problems I cant sleep away
For now I'm playing keep away with all of my fears
Said I was down, but wasn't out, but look who countin
I'm countin it cuz I know that you near
Got out my feelings, put that drip on my body got this Louis rag to dry all my tears
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Drip on my body, got this Louis rag to dry all my tears
I got some problems I cant sleep away
For now I'm playing keep away with all of my fears
Said I was down, but wasn't out, but look who countin
I'm countin it cuz I know that you near
Got out my feelings, put that drip on my body got this Louis rag to dry all my tears
Yeah
Ride around like, "Sticky check. Cool"
Blicky next too me
Word to Nipsey, they ain't gon get me next ooh
Pockets gettin bulky that's a mini flex too
N-N-N-Nigga test my patience, trauma patient test room
There's all sorts of shit I done that haunts me still
Life comes at you fast, I slow it down with the proper pill
I take this to relax, you all cap you don't ball for real
Walk in this bitch, my drip bound to f*ck up yo' water bill
I look fear in the eyes and I claim what's mine
They petrified, hands on they face, they wastin time
Mistakin' my kindness for weakness, they the fakest kind
But no emotions from a king, offer the faintest smile
Drip on my body, got this Louis rag to dry all my tears
I got some problems I cant sleep away
For now I'm playing keep away with all of my fears
Said I was down, but wasn't out, but look who countin
I'm countin it cuz I know that you near
Got out my feelings, put that drip on my body got this Louis rag to dry all my tears
Yeah
They lookin full court pressed, slip on the Nike's and ball
13 Years runnin' ain't been right wit' the law
I can smell the fear on 'em so I ride my dogs
Kush Gang in the building, don't get knifed in the hall
Yeah yeah yeah
Whole lotta gang shit, yeah
Bitch I went from shootin' my shot to lovin' the swish yeah
Gettin' picked by two at a time and having to switch yeah
Confirm that I'm ballin' just strictly by my statistics, yeah
Been thru the bullshit, got thru on my own yeah
Ain't needed no hand to hold yeah
We yellin' death to the clones yeah
I'm the Obi-Wan and only, saber get lit like a motherf*ckin strobe yeah
Blue beams on the blades of the chrome yeah
I bring new hope to the homeland
Yeah
Drip on my body, got this Louis rag to dry all my tears
I got some problems I cant sleep away
For now I'm playing keep away with all of my fears
Said I was down, but wasn't out, but look who countin
I'm countin it cuz I know that you near
Got out my feelings, put that drip on my body got this Louis rag to dry all my tears
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Writer: Aaron Fairbarn, R Polson
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MastodonRare & Eklipze - Sleepaway Camp 1983 Video
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Performed By: MastodonRare & Eklipze
Language: English
Length: 3:05
Written by: Aaron Fairbarn, R Polson

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