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The Dash LP (2015)

by iamsleep

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1.
Born 02:32
You can pick any religion, Islamic or Jewish or Christian. No prophecy could see my profiting and if it profits me than im with it. Home boy, hate is trait that is made when you paid or you great and you take their shine. I dont need to worry bout yours or how you in stores, once more, I only worry bout mine. Not mines huh? Still an average dude with average clothes. Rhyme sick with nasty flows. Time is rich and I feel broke. Swallow your pride but don't choke. Don't speak or get smoked from the city of a Railroads, heroin, and local business closed. Still rep it from my East End days. Kickin shit like a sensai. Rippin it like a tidal wave. Some of you stuck in your bitch ways of doing what all your friends say. Do something good for a real change. Influencing the young age. Without hoes and the drug game. And I know its tough cuz these days poison is what we're all gave. Police try to take us to the grave. I'm white and I don't feel safe. We all live in a police state. It's not a thing about color and race. Black and white it's all grey. United Nation we're all slaves. Media has got us all dazed. Absent minded is a new phase. And selling out is the new craze. We are the insurgents. We are the insurgents! We gotta make the best of what we got, not much to work with. We are the unheard-ofs. They don't care about murder. We live in conditioned state that most dreams are never earned in. Maybe I should learn it. Maybe i should burn it. Maybe this is just the calm before the clouds and storming. Take it as a warning before I do damage. Maybe I need an expansion. Grab my conscious at ransom. Take it out with a handgun. Dress it up somethin handsome. Get drunk and leave it abandoned or push off of a canyon. Planned or totally random. Execute it or stand dumb. Or get totally dismantled all by the light of a candle. I'm the straw that broke the back of the fuckin camel. Comfortable in some mid socks. Comfortable wit my sandals. Bucket hat wit a loose Tee, rockin shorts with the camo. Wordplay by Bruce Sleep, beat done by Rambo. Call Jake and Elias Wake cause I'm gonna need more ammo. Celebrating our touchdowns, leap in the stands like Lambeau. I am an animal, cannibal, mammal, and a new channel. Comfortable, creating soul, and being who I am though. Not for Hip Hop today, but the art of rhyming to jams. Whether your driving in your car, at home, or in front of some fans. Or you relate to my words and you start to give me a chance. Or else I take your fucking brains and I make you understand. Listen with your ears. Let my thoughts sink in. Drownin out with the fears, I'm breathing off the instruments. Confidence and convinced. My soul is deeper than this still
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In the North 03:26
Driving kinda slow because you got to up North. On a cold dark night, dark ice, at the fork. It'll take you off the road and wreck your new dodge four door. The obnoxious one in the back says, "what they call it a dodge for? Huh?" Ironic isn't it, huh Talk about cuttin breaks while your life is at stake. I'm in a City of Snakes, Demented as Dementor, a Menace to society, while Terrible Minds go on tour. Tell me that ain't hardcore. Everything that I got in store. Talkin about my variety, mixed with my anxiety of tryna to be someone harder than I really wasn't. But I guess I am hip hop, but it really doesnt add up the fact that I hate rap now, it's ugly. Just a bunch of fake, ghostwriting for the public. Sell some more sex and drugs to the young kids. By 2016, MTV got new teens. And I'm not saying I am a martyr by any means, but what kind of message do you wanna leave for your seeds? Tell em that you would say anything just to succeed? Even if it was a different time for you at the age of 23. I recorded shit, without hint or without a real reason. Coulda created trap songs. Woulda been real easy. But I write shit in an order, and give it a real a meanin. So my words get depicted and in your mind you start seein. Take what you want and take what you believe in. Not ashamed that I worked harder than anyone breathing. So fuck em all it's the season. 365, 24/5 yeah, and even the weekends. The Odds were against me, believe it. At the first show I seen em. Quite a few kids were geekin like, "didn't we play little league?" and "didn't you transfer to catholic School?" Didn't you have both parents? Why aren't you successful? Some of my family embarrassed. That weak shit I didn't inherit and when you come to my funeral you'll hear my music blarin. Zoned out, i was starin. Swerve to avoid the terrace. Rumble strips got me trippin, but nobody was aware of it. Except for my conscience, he's still scared of it. And it got my stomach still spinnin just like a ferris wheel. Spinning around up and down somethin like a carouseal? Carousell? Care to sell any of my albums? Remember when the income felt more like the outcome?The world just ain't the same, look around like how come? Everyone glued into their phones and we are now numb to real conversations and interactions we sound dumb. And kids think its cool to be some wanna be thugs. Rather than goto school, they think its cool to sell drugs. But we live in a nation, where drugs only surround us and not too many people can pay for college. We dont mentor kids with any real knowledge. No jobs, no bosses really callin us. And we get fined up if we don't sign up for some health care. Like how could you deny us? Sendin Post card after post card. Can't catch my wave you need to call the coast guard. And most gods ain't gonna save your life today. Don't trip, You gonna die anyway. So what's the stress and the wait? Like Oprah and Al Roker, the weight fluctuates. Are you living your Dash, impact your stay. Positivity and belief, and your world gonna change. Negative comfortability, and you gonna stay the same. Some of us up north only like to complain. Negative degrees, snow, sleet, and the freezing rain. Feel it in your joints, in your bones, thru your veins. It's cold flow, North flow, I'm from Pennsylvain', It's no Sleep, Keystone State is all Saint. Survive here, to live and die in Pa. Drivin kinda slow cus' you got to up north.
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I'm so tired of running from myself. Oh, I'm so sick of everybody trying to be like everybody else. Oh, this is love. Don't you know this is love?
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Safety Off 03:38
Coming off a little cautious, feelin nauseous. Like I'm in the cockpit, with the pilots' unconscious.While my conscience gets me lost and I get tossed in to the rapper bin or the trash can by some fake fans. While we shake hands and they make plans, try to take anything that they can. Scribble scrabble, my team fit for battle. Grab the tattle tale snakes by their rattle. You want the young bull you get the cattle. Get the horns with what you unshackle. This is facts from the top like snapple.mIf you hate you can kiss my asshole. Graduated you can kiss my tassel. Tom Brady you like Matt Cassel.. I'm Prince William bout to run the castle. Swing, bite, kick, tackle and grapple anything to create no hassle while these emcees stand still like a statue. Guess I had to speak what I really wanted to. What I wanna do is make fun of you blood suckas who try to come at dude with some attitude. Thanks for free the promo. Can't perform, you a no show. All your work is a no go. Go home and Google rap flows. Isn't this the way that rap goes? Shouldn't I talk about the hoes? And how much that I'm smoking dro? And How my chain and my watch glow? And How I came from being broke? Heimlich flow so I never choke, way to go. Keep the love for yourself, need it for your health. Try to take my motives down, yo stick around. Keep hatin all you want to but.. I got this recognition tryna make commission. Bitches kept on bitchin. Haters started dissin when I was convincin everyone to listen. And I have them wishin, but I won't be quittin. Fuck these politicians, they got somethin missin in their brain I think it's nonexistant, or resistant to the zero fucks I'm givin. Tryna to make a livin huh? Now Sleepy is a cult and it ain't my fault. It's the rhymes of the times in my mind like a vault. That I built to insult and assault. Cut a square wit a saw in the wall. Made a door to the court, we can ball. Try to take the Spring, Visa got the fall. If my knees give out and I gotta crawl, I will make it over ya'll. Overall, I am just another rapper, but what I'm after, is a message with a little laughter, knee slappers. I ain't flirtin with disasters. I am gonna be a factor. In a ceremony I'm the master. If you're black or a cracker, givin hope to the real lyricists this is Genesis before the rapture.
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One Brain 04:24
I gotta make it, gotta make it. How many people are afraid to be who they are? The world don't accept change, and it leaves us with scars, marks, all over our flaws. Through anything we fight for ours. We fight for the future and we wish beyond the stars. The complacent minds try to tame you or break you apart. Overshadowed by mediocrity, most live in the dark.,For now lets shine our light and find a new place to start. A place of peace in our minds, a piece of a place in our hearts. I'll make my own own luck. I won't give up until I say i've had enough. It's safe to say you'll never get me. This world just wont budge. I may seem stuck or sick of the love. I swear I'm addicted like a drug. Its safe to say you won't forget me. We fight as one amd divide by none. Oh sweet Mother Mercy, she come to me and say, "you got to keep your head, you got to keep your head. Don't mind the colors. Only mind the greys. Someday it will change and all hope will remain. I'm creatin new conversations for future generations to have observations. Not reservations or funeral arrangements.Our situations, wont sit you waitin in ICU rooms, I see you and room for greatness. Consideration for the nation that is under attack of racism and hateful children made by mommy and dad. Its sad, I'm spittin for equality, You follow me? I heard the wise words of the free that keep on callin me. I'm a restless child, am I in denial? Am I selfish for my dreams? I don't only care about me. Na nah please. Nah nah please. I want a revolution, a solution to your needs. I want you to be free. So now now please formulate with me. Together we can chase our dreams and just be. Do whatever we deem to succeed. I had a young teen tell me my songs made him write. I can't express the feelings that I had that night. I'ts like, maybe I am doin somethin right. If I can motivate and lead with a mic. Then I can give some direction to those who need light. And I can build new perspectives to those who ain't like. I can change an whole image with a word or one line. One time for your mind, so divine, to call it mine, that's one brain.
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The Dash 01:44
I'm lookin for a savin grace. Searchin for a hope in an ugly place. I find an empty space. I find the same old face lookin in a mirror and I can't relate. Who have I became? I got a beard, no fear, put on some weight, right here. Stopped lookin at what was cool and ignored my peers. I guaranteed a rhyme with reason for years. You thank God for awards and look like fools. Some of the most evil people only talk to God with gold. I give my flesh to the earth, to the truth. I make confessions wit you while im here in the booth, like, Dear You, its been 3 seconds since my last confession and I've been smokin and drankin, and givin nothin up for lenten. I'd rather be real than a phony, yo if there really is a heaven. If you know about everything, what am I even here for repentin? Coulda came to your house a sinner, but I didn't wanna send a bad message. Cause I've had people in mi casa all impropa. Had some offers by some talkers. Ya'll be actin like some stalkers. Watch my every single move. It's Sleepy off the Rockers. No Joe Cocker. I think that I am so smart and I know everything. Well maybe I'm just scarred and I don't trust anything or any being. Most of the time I'm outta my mind. Get some crazy feelings like i'll never get mine. I need some real healing, but I guess that comes with time. I am out here reeling, literally layin it on the line. I'm not talkin the internet. You can find me on the interweb. But I ain't got 8 legs bet the best from me ain't come yet. I promise to these wreck these beats. In other words it's goin south fast. But thats okay cause I enjoy beach and sittin with the sand right under my ass. Not a lot of people spit like this, talkin bout items we don't have. I hate to see rappers hoop dreamin, like high school kids not the top of their class. It's crazy how we'd try to finish to first when in life you really wanna try to last. How many take life for granted? You can breathe, you can think, you can wipe your ass. Take some time and reflect on things. We undervalue values, and overvalue cash. It's not the numbers on your tombstone. It's the impact you made all through your dash.
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Blood Moon 03:33
This right here is no accident. There's no need to fasten in. The name is Sleep, there's no crashin man. The moment's realer when you clap your hands. The vibe is stronger when you move and dance. The energy flows when you got real fans. So do it now don't lose your chance and get left out with the few that can't. I can't means I won't. Don't show up on my boat just to rock it. I ain't scared to float. My confidence came knocking with my growth, so if your asking or you know, what im doing let me know. Cry me a river and let your ass row. Let you soak, in your fears and your tears, and some smoke. Be glad in your adolescence you don't croak. Quit actin so uptight and take a joke. Why does it seem on every occasion people start hatin whenever you famous. Takin things for granted, plantin their handshakes. Takin all their chances to ruin your namesake. I got a full plate. Not tryin to win to pull over some cheapskates, for Pete sakes. I been rhymin these days in three days you could get a free tape like you a won sweepstakes. I'm 26, I dont know what it is, but i've been stuck tryin to figure out how I wanna live. And working part time at job that doesnt fit is something I cant take, plus i dont make shit. All of this talkin but I can't hear sound. My feets of the ground, climbin feet to the clouds. My lyrics make me who I be for right now. It's hard to reach me and I'm too far to reach out. Bye! This is my shit, this is my shit, bounce. Discover my rhymes in a magical mind full of endless time of a pursuit to grind. In mystical place, where no one knows your face, and no one knows your race, it's just Saintsy baby in the winners place. In the Hall of the Greats, in some old crates, theres music that will never be played. There's rappers that deserve they cake and some that don't, but got it anyway. I can only wait. I just set the pace. I'ma win the year, you gonna seize a day. You gon need to pray and sneeze away for God to bless you and give you strength. Need to drink some whey, talkin protein shakes, talkin liftin weights. Talkin pride and hunger, talkin lions uncaged. And I set the stage and I spit the flames. And I rep the state, Central Pa. Altoona's boy here born and raised. They come to our city when they wanna play, cause their own hometown don't support their case. And I worked to get where I am today. Some call this luck, but I call it fate. Some call in early, while I'm workin late and I used the time to become so great. Let me take a moment right here to reflect on those that we lost last year. On the positive, look at all the gains, and the chase to our dreams is so close right near. Everytime you think you catch up, my progression keeps goin, keeps me flowin, and I kick it in another gear. Close your mouths and listen with your ears. I see no fear when I look into the mirror. And This shit right here, this is what legends do. This shit right here, is somethin wrote legible. This shit right here, is somethin so incredible. This shit right here, this is unforgettable. So, bounce. DP3 I had to do it to em man.
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Nightmares 03:21
It's not rap to just take random words and scribble up shit for a verse. Write down whatever that works. Freestyles are now so rehearsed. Everything is mediocre or worse. Everyone come and take your turns. 20 million white rappers emerge and a few of them say anything that's worth any sense to even be heard. And race ain't even the real concern. It's just people that are here on this earth. That haven't worked for nothing, that have never earned. They don't even know the right way to learn. I'm only worried about my upturn. All that fly shit is for the birds. and I'm spittin fire get third degree burns. I tried so many of these drugs, that I'm done. It has been so long, I just wanna go home. Shit I was sayin when I was alone has me sick to my stomach and now I am grown. Precision, revisions with no supervision. Decisions, decisions, on my super visions. You see what I see then you see how I'm livin. I'm reppin and throwin my 3's like im Pippen. That's two threes to throw for each hand that your liftin and if it's too hot then get out of the kitchen. Not Daddy or Diddy, a bad boy like Pistons. I hope that you feel this, I need you to listen. Without you i'm nothing that's simple division. The people that hate do not know what they're missin. They sittin and wishin to switch our positions, but I'm on on a mission. I leave em so pissed when I give them nightmares. Yeah. I creep up in your dreams when you sleep and I bring you that evil. What could you expect from me? Ya'll thinkin that I change? I still got my values, still always stayed true to all the ones that stayed that same. I can say that I got little more wiser and I guess that comes with age. I had plan from day 1, had a business to run, I'm tryin to play on every stage. Imagine that, traveling cities in every state, all across the USA, doin rap. There's really nothin that I can say. I'm kinda stuck up in my ways, its kinda sad. Tryin to get radio plays, without selling your life away, is the shit thats all bad. If it was easy to make it and become so famous why the fuck haven't you made it? If your goal aint any level of fame, where the fuck are you aiming? People hear the name, Sleepy Saint, and its Rest in Peace, Amen. Cause I kill the stage, I entertain, and I rip and slay, these rhymes away. It's a healthy phase to feel so great when a dude from your town is tryin to make a name for his city when its the tank. Debt's all we got in the fuckin bank, so if you ask me I could probably get a thanks. Instead you wanna talk about my dank. Instead i'd rather give you a cold Saint. Now Its cold like a day wit November Rain. Call my homie Chillz and he'll freeze your veins. That's murder in your sleep, now your nightmares awake.
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What if I never woke up? Are we really ever alive? The world is so made up. The realest people tell a lie. I might have contemplated a couple times about suicide. That's a thing I couldn't make up and I wish no one's mind. I get a funny feeling when other people drive. I hate the pitch black, when I can't find the lights. I don't like wearin pants that are too tight. I hate the sun cause I get red cause I'm to white. I get headaches when I drink a lot bud light. Cigarettes when I drink cause it feels right. The older I get, the harder it is to fight that time flies and this thing so-called life. I'll be dammed if I'm gonna let it pass me by. I see me when I look into my father's eyes. I see me when I look into my mother's smile. You see me when you look into my sister's style. I see pictures of when I was a little child. Everything was live and it was worthwhile. Finding out the worth in now. Wow. I got these crazy big visions. I got these silly superstitions. I think it's best if I omit them. Maybe it's best if I admit them. I couldn't even give a shout out to the people who are gone now, but I'm gonna have to show a lot of love. Are there angels in the sky now? Cause I really think it's wild, if there really is a place up above. A place of rest, all the burden off your chest. No thing as stress, Only green and some friends. All the whiskey and gin, beer and wine to be poured. Everything you desire and more. I found a woman here that I do adore. Not some little golddigger, stuck up, little whore. Her and I have been here through our little wars, argued about a tour, but my heart is truly yours. It's funny how I got started, I just simply worked harder, was smarter, and recorded in my apartment. Recording between a mattress and a wall...people came to laugh and expected us to fall. But, I got these crazy big visions. I got these silly superstitions. I think it's best if I omit them. Maybe it's best if I admit them. Am I getting closer as I'm getting older?
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Try to write down all my emotions in words, its hard to express. I am just a regular dude that wants to reach a certain level of success. Just a boy that grew to a man, from each dream achieved, to what's next? Like a King that conquers land, that's how I feel with these sets. But everywhere I go, everybody dont know what it takes to do these shows. When you're traveling on a road and your pockets to broke, and all you got is what you wrote. It's a scary thought to take so much time in your rhymes and soon they forgot. If your child was in my spot, you would understand to a man trying hard as he can, pride is all that we got. Questions like what if I flop? And should I stop? And how do I stay in this city? Walk into a Sheetz and they starin at me, feelin on some kinda pity. I dunno about now, I dunno about then, but how will I feel when I'm fifty? Cus' This town is like a trap ya see. Stranded next to hopes and dreams. I'm sorry if you were reaching out to me. I really don't have a chip on my sleeve. How can I do anything for you when I really don't know what's next for me? Pressure keeps on pullin down on me. I just wanna win and celebrate with my team. I see the gold there waiting for a claim. It's nothing that I can't take, I see it wit all eyes awake. I see the throne there waiting for a reign, like champagne as a snowflake, champagne as snowflake. Lights out, no encore. Never having a chance to tour. A shell of what you were before. Now, what the hell were you waiting for? A local talent and nothing more. Alright so, this is it. This is what being a real artist is. Competition and repetition mixed with people who are from it. Over saturated, over populated, filled with people that will never make it. Snowflakes made of champagne. Everybody winning and we celebratin. Driving back to reality. Thinkin about my hopes and dreams. If I could do this every night, the crown would be on my head it seems. How in the moment it feels right when the vibe in the room is sealed tight. Can't describe wit feels like, but, I know my team might. Strong belief and I foresee that I make my own destiny. A reign of success is destined for me. Champagne as a snowflake for my team. My mind and I can't compete. My ideas are too concrete. I wanna give everybody what they need or what they want or expect from me. I don't really know what's next for me. I don't really know what's next for me.
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Questions 03:23
What if John Lennon never died? What if Kurt Cobain ain't commit suicide? Who am I to decide what's wrong or right? But i can't help thinkin bout Bigs homocide. All about Left Eye, what if she didn't take that ride? What if Aaliyah didnt take that flight and Pac never went to that fight? What if Whitney met Bobby and it didn't feel right? What if I wasnt white? What if we stopped creating wars and found better solutions. What if our leaders used their power instead of abused it. Air, food, and water is filled with pollutants. Shoot them. Every head in the head. Right thru them. Politicians lie. Media disguised. They dont wanna see us live, they just wanna see us die. They dont give us cures, nothin pure. Drugs are a lure, so feed us more, feed us more, feed us morphine. More feed for our dope feins. No cures for your disease. That's something people like us wont see. So get a job where you hate to be and make enough money so you can die like everybody. What if I didn't wake up tomorrow? What if I didn't wake up today? What if didnt wake up tomorrow? Would you remember all the words I say? Should I write em down now or will you just throw em away. Lately I've been thinkin why? When? And if? And what would it be like to be a young kid. Growin up today in a society full shit. Everybody medicated nobody sick. What if we lived in a society filled with love, peace, and being positive? Good deeds without acknowledgement? Without a crooked government and we werent full of astonishment when others helped others in need. And rich families donated part of their greed. What if we rewrote history and we didnt judge on belief, skin color, or his or she? Or if his laid with a he, or her laid with a she, yo we need to let people be. What if Michael Jackson wasnt attacked? And what if Iggy didnt rap with a Brooklyn accent? What if Kendrick and Em never started rapping? What if N.W.A. was never a faction? I never understood a soul when its passing. How a ruler has a plan to control all these actions. And why those that fulfill it all with passion deal with things that nobody else could fathom? What if the world ended in 10 minutes? Would you be satisfied with the time you spent in it? Close your eyes, who do you envision? Is it who you wanna be with in your last breaths livin? What if you didn't wake up tomorrow? What if you didn't wake up today? What if you didnt wake up tomorrow? Would we remember all the words you say? Lately I've been thinkin why? When? And if? And what would it be like to be a young kid? Growin up today in a society full of shit. Everybody medicated nobody sick. What if we never lose? What if we never choose? What if we didn't pursue? Tell me who are you? Are you true? Do you do what you wanna do? Or are you stuck livin under someone else's rules? It seems behind screens, fear will hold us down. The world is underground where no heroes are found. No gods, no legends to make a sound. The cemetaries are the richest parts of all the towns. In them is writers of a song we never heard. Inventors with ideas and babies gone at birth. Motivators,leaders, and all of their works. Creators and innovators to build on this earth. Some much love in the dirt. Love we need each day. Love to deliver us worth. Love we didnt earn to only love an urn. Ya know the fire doesn't bother us until we get burned. What if we didnt wake up tomorrow? What if we didn't wake up today? What if we didn't wake up tomorrow? Would you remember all the words we say? All the words we say. Should we write em down now or you just throw him away. I got questions like first grade students. Really I was tryin to go out and make it big. But the industry is just full of these pricks,they got questions, how to make em rich? And I'm gone.
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Honestly, this all my honesty. This ain't Brian Williams, A Rod, Ryan Braun or some Ponzi scheme. It's just me just making music that ain't simple. Tryin to be a symbol and tell you what I been through. People really don't believe in me or see things that I see. You know they got a big ego to feed. No other genre has the attitude of emcees, wishin on the other that they don't succeed. A genre full of hate and a genre full of greed. I'm tryin to reinstate the genre that we need. Not people biased off a category. Not people basing everything about me. Dont even speak or tweet or talk about the Hip Hop scene without acknowledging the things that I can bring and make you think. Outside the box or square, maybe this is truth or dare. Where I spit the truth mixed without a single a care. Middle fingers in the air whenever I getta stare. I'm not threatened up by a glare. I'm wooin like Ric Flair. Stylin and profilin, kinda like you on a island, but the only way to escape is on the other side and in the way is a bunch of tigers, snakes and lions. None in the cage, hungry and raged, but you keep on tryin. That's the mind of free will and survivin. That's no fear of failure or even dying. Yo i'm barely breathin, barely eatin, barely sleepin, my mind is creepin. My opinions must mean something more. Cause people that never care, still cant seem to ignore. Facts are facts and thats all I have in store. How can you lose somebody you never had for support? How can you judge somebody you never heard before? No guarentees for Sleep, I collect off the door. Maybe I should really only charge like four. Cause 5 bucks is seeming to expensive anymore. It's cheap please, don't support Sleep. There's another club with nothing going on down the street. The best part is people that want in for free. Just like the whole entire music industry. "5 bucks, that's I drink that I need and I can't pay 3 for your online cd." This aint a joke. People don't really see. All the time spent into the hours, days, and weeks. Just to get recorded and ready for a release. So please, respect my work, i'm my own street team. On my own dreamstreet, putting meaning into means. Takin rappers off their feet when they askin me to feat. And I dont say that all just for some kinda greed. No disrespect, i'm a man, I just like to compete. And not pretend i'm everything that I hear like a teen. And act like im Wayne, Young Thug, or a Chief Keef. The system that got you trapped is the penitentitary. Most of these frauds are actors, showin off for t-v. I knew I shoulda went to acting school. Coulda got into entertainment but I don't like playin roles. If they can act on show, they can act a rap career too. Started from Disney, the botton is right here fool. Strike gold, with some backing that's cool. Building buzz from nothin is somethin that I hold. From talent perspective you got somethim that sold, but the industry robs you young and you gon do what you been told. The fake shit we call hits is getting old. Sex sells, bad lyrics, no one's got soul. Bad Gimmicks and personas they stole. Man this industry is gotten so out of control. Like what were doing here is bigger than some people give us credit for. I'm just here to try and let you know, that I'm barely breathing. This is my Redeclaration of Independence. From media platforms, profiling, and acting wreckless. From sell outs, to playing dress up, these rappers is wearin dresses, chick jeans and leather, til all they make up is messed up. Ya'll are young and the restless, actors and actresses. Some of ya'll talkin senseless, you only have one dimension. Did I mention my intention is to catch em? I'm just ventin but they say it's negative when I have an opinion. Huh? Put your hands to sky right now if it feels good to be alive somehow. While we all livin like we could die right now. Feels good with the vibe in the crowd. This is here is not a test, I'ma rockin to the beat. They try to cut the air of the artists that we need, I'm startin to feel it now I can't breathe.
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Sleepy: My rhymes come from a mind that's twisted, ain't nothin usual. My lines remind you of times of vibes from a funeral. Sorry if it's dark, theres a lightswitch but I don't use it though. My flow is always in drive, you always in neutral. My words are an epiphany. Spittin no simplicity, feel the electricity. This the holy Trinity. I spit wit no sympathy when I do this relentlessly, effortlessly, wrecklessly, and I go see the vet this week. Cause im a sick dog when Im rhymin. But I ain't rabib, i'm rackin and stackin on the fact that my faction is back in the action of smashin and thrashin these rappers who're whack. And throw em away in the trash can for actin and not statin facts. And givin a change to the rap game. Changing the state thats raps in. From the lames with no message. That have fame with no lessons. Worried about how their dressin. With the bars that im setting, you thinkin its Lionel Messi, Rhonda Rousey and Gretzky. Sick. You can't hide what you don't seek. The devil's upon me, but my knees ain't weak. The lord knows my pain, but I don't know the lord, so hell's the price I pay. I give you knowledge, give you truth. You think we care about all the packs that you move? Real respect real and don't trust anybody that ain't scared to kill.
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And I wonder if they ever wonder? You get the feelin that they wanna take us under? What they eat don't feed my hunger. Don't you know my flow so tenth wonder? I'm tryin to spread to the masses, but deals don't work like that, it's goin slower than molasses. See my visions go ahead and take my glasses. You can't see my views we got different contacts. I teach lessons wit my music take the classes. This is all by design see the graphics.You don't believe me? Well I still got the draft bitch. This is high times 3, it's simple math kid. And ever since I was knee high, I always believed I would do somethin better than the average. Count me out and count your blessings on this rap shit. Ya'll be striking fire in me like a matchstick. To anyone that's spittin fire, bet I matched it. Ya'll be stuck in your lanes like some traffic. Ya'll can catch my wave cause ya'll are stagnant. Let your past be your past and move past it. Now shoot up and away at the stars. Everything you want in the world it's ours. I'm just waiting on my rocket ship, so I can dip, cause lately I've been feeling real down to mars. Checkin in to the After Life Hotel. Room 112, where the players dwell. Why would I wanna be in heaven by myself? Knowin people that I love are burning down in hell. I got stories to tell. Im not crazy as the religion that you try to sell. I'm seein family, friends and celebrities, even enemies talkin like they squashed the beef. Nothing to fight for, everyone is at peace. No bills, no prices, like what you need? No filth, no hate, no greed, no need to worry bout what you drink and eat. There's plenty of it and there is no sickness or disease. So raise your toast up to the stars and let's give thanks for lettin us be who we are. Cause I've been waitin on my rocket ship, so I can dip, cause lately, I been feelin real down to Mars. Check out and check in. You dont wanna miss this, not for the world. Not for the world. We living in a hotel. We in a hotel living on top of the world. Thank you ladies and gentlemen. This has been your Public Service Announcement. Love, Peace, and Positivity. Open your mind and question everything. Where I do fit in? White people treat me differently if they hear ima rapper. Black people accept me as the lone cracker. Im just not for ignorance of ones race, gay or straight, or whether women should lead. I know groups targeted at hating these people are the foundation of evil. No, religion, good morals.

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An original, insightful, and positive Hip Hop album. It features creative wordplay, storytelling, and unique instrumentation. This brings a perspective to the every day artist trying to find stability, achieve success, and survive every day.

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released August 14, 2015

Tracks recorded and mixed by Rocco D' Uva. Lyrics Written and Performed by Sleepy Saint. Features instrumentals produced by Jake Over, Steve Slippy, Zach Wade, and BeatBoyz Productions. Features Guest Vocals from Zach Wade, DP3, and Visa RX III.

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iamsleep Altoona, Pennsylvania

I am a Hip Hop artist inspired by several music genres. My craft is original and meaningful lyricism along with high energy performances. I have performed various shows across Western Pennsylvania to Columbus, Ohio. I have opened for Asher Roth, Chuck Inglish and the Ying Yang Twins. ... more

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