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J. Jackson
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R. Gibson
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Lyrics

Ah, here we go
Ah, here, here we go
Ah, here, here we go
Yeah, I know I'm an emotionally disturbed person
People think I'm talkin' to myself when I'm rehearsin' on the rhyme
A mass productionist
A mass production matador
Pan it more to the left, there you go
Minimize the synthe-sizer wiser when I wind up for the pitch
But I don't pitch a bitch
'Cause sales get derailed and towed
He owed an abundance of cash
Damn, I let it go, he was my man
I tried to trust him, but I busted him
Twice, in my trash can and I'm askin'
I don't need psychology to see
The dichotomy in me
Knew something was fishy
But I'm better than wishy-washy or topsy-turvy
It kinda irked me that I caught him sleepin'
'Cause I try to be wide awake, but he slows it down
So I can't dilate and show that I'm bigger than that
But I also have to consider the fact that opposed to him
Not being the right peeper (Uh-huh)
I'm a light sleeper (Ah, here we go)
Wake up, wake up, wake up
But I'm a light sleeper (But I'm a light sleeper)
Wake up (Don't sleep)
But I'm a light sleeper (I'm a light sleeper)
Wake up (Wake up)
But I'm a light sleeper (But I'm a light sleeper)
Wake up (Wake up)
I'm a light sleeper (I'm a light sleeper)
So, what do it mean when I reach maturity
And still see that I'm not the mayor of my mayonnaise?
The master of my milieu
At least I have a swing and a few things on my mind
It's never a good nighty night
Just a rise an' shine
Why's the rhyme so important?
Why do I have to be so potent and blow the microphone without chokin'?
I don't
I'm arrogant and outspoken
Mouth no token, I'm just a roust about
I have a house and clout but I don't come tight
But it's routine since few fiend for true hip-hop
It's a trip when I drop my style
And forget it and forget where I got it from
And how I got 'em sprung
'Cause I'm stuck on myself
And I depend on my luck and wealth for health matters
So I don't explode with stress
I'll serve you an elf platter
They'll tell me that my shit is fatter than the first but
I'm a light sleepin' rapper in a hearse
Wake up, wake up, wake up
But I'm a light sleeper (But I'm a light sleeper)
Wake up (Don't sleep)
But I'm a light sleeper (I'm a light sleeper)
Wake up (Wake up)
But I'm a light sleeper (But I'm a light sleeper)
Wake up (Wake up)
I don't wear sarongs in my songs
I dis the skirts in verses
And I used to measure my demeters with clever pentameters
But I bounced like a pogo and I'm solo with the hobos
A nocturnal colonel in a journal
I put fly kids' eyelids to rest a detour
For deep sleep when I freak, beats
I snap like a defective contraceptive
And my sleep will be light
So you'll know that I'm tight
Wake up, wake up
But I'm a light sleeper (But I'm a light sleeper)
Wake up (Don't sleep)
But I'm a light sleeper (I'm a light sleeper)
Wake up (Wake up)
But I'm a light sleeper (But I'm a light sleeper)
Wake up (Wake up)
I'm a light sleeper (I'm a light sleeper)
Wake up (Wake up)
But I'm a light sleeper (But I'm a light sleeper)
Wake up (Don't sleep)
But I'm a light sleeper (I'm a light sleeper)
Wake up (Wake up)
I told you I'm a light sleeper (I told you I'm a light sleeper)
Wake up (Don't sleep)
Wake up, wake up, wake up
But I'm a light sleeper (Don't sleep)
I'm a light, sleeper
I'm a light sleeper (Wake up)
But I'm a light sleeper (But I'm a light sleeper)
Written by: J. Jackson, R. Gibson
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