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Frames The Are You Sleeping

Are you sleeping, still dreaming? Still drifting off alone I'm not leaving with this feeling So you'd better best be told And what in the world have

Are you sleeping, still dreaming? Still drifting off alone I'm not leaving with this feeling So you'd better best be told And what in the world have

Are you sleeping, still dreaming? Still drifting off alone I'm not leaving with this feeling So you'd better best be told And what in the world have

, no You ain't got the cutthroat in ya, beginner I ain't tryin' to hear your racket You work with police dog, you snitch, you rat, you wear that jacket

longer steal Oh, it's real, surrender for Jehovah is real How long will you sleep Troubled by the thoughts that you keep, the idols you heap 'Causing the destruction you

raven Wandering from the opiate shores, tell me, what Thy Lordly name is? That you are not nightmare sewage Some dire powdered drink or inhalation Framed

day we die You try to deal with us, but you got no blunts to get high You won't be real with us, but ya reelin' us and you want to ride You try to deal

that job that makes you sleep Back to the thoughts that keep you awake Long after night has come to claim any life that still remains In the corner of the frame that you

frame with that Jive nigga repellin my new plane Maintain the smoke Let ya take a couple grams home if you my folk Eyeball you a little something I ain