Sleepers Chords by Kottonmouth Kings

_ _ _ You are sleepy, sleepy.
Remember me?
You don't?
Uh, you will now.
[F] Fuck you!
Fuck all the people always running their mouth.
Fuck that bitch ass cow who fucking flooded my house.
Fuck everybody who said this shit here would never happen.
I was laughing.
You said we never make it by rallying, but you were dead wrong.
The world was made to treat me cruel, but boy, you see my dick.
Well, you can lick it as I fire up the show to get me pissed off.
But laughing at you keeps your shit off.
Don't turn your back on the things I keep.
[Bb] I keep it tough, strong.
I need a second life, lonely.
Take it off your necessity.
Don't be no second ass in me.
Life is simple.
Don't get confused when I step into your realm.
Watch me shine my crown.
[Eb] Now let's really get down.
Turn a smile to a crown.
Give a [Ebm] fuck about a hater.
Cause I'll be the one that lights it back and fire.
Make a move to the gang with my V-Lo, V-Lo.
If you don't know, [C] then nah, now you know.
We're the ones that [Bb] you won't stack on.
Talk shit you might get drunk on.
But you deserve respect for.
We're the ones that you won't stack on.
If you think you're digging dead wrong.
Talk that shit you might get choked on.
But you deserve respect for.
We're the ones that you won't stack on.
[Ebm] _ _ [Eb] Hey, how you doing motherfuckers?
It's been a third gang's way of coming rushing out the bus.
Checking this, fucking, [Bb] and that.
What the fuck?
[F] Wake the fuck up.
You see what's going on?
You got some kids and their birds and they're singing these types of songs.
Everybody's getting scared.
You can't shake the gang.
We got that underground funk, so motherfucker.
I'm flexing back, look at this, there's more than smoke on my bird.
I see you kissing ass back.
You owe me the love.
In the middle of the club, you could've dabbed my ass.
And gave me respect like a motherfucking mad bitch.
You should've never stopped on my crew.
And it's rude for all these wack roots to get played.
And I'm amused with this defective youth.
Confused, sitting back laughing, [Ebm] drinking beer,
and the sewers in my pants sagging.
D-Low, motherfuckers.
Is that [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ [Bb] true or sceptical?
God said you might get stepped on.
The lights is always back on.
We're the ones the world will suffer.
It's diggity-diggity-dead wrong.
Fuck that shit, you [C] might get stepped on.
We get [Bb] next on, we get stepped on.
We're the ones the world will suffer.
[G] I'm content, no more room to give.
[Bbm] From the pressures growing up, [C] the pain I felt as a kid.
Six schools in one year, shit, I've been shit the round.
No, I ain't [G] never backing down, fighting, dying on my ground.
You know, it's a slow ride, but ain't got shit to show for.
I got some dirt bikes, I have pipe, and you're trucking.
You should be fucking steel, roll the bus, and I do run your blood.
You can't kick a king out, cuz we levels above.
[F] We're connected to the top, all it takes is a phone call.
And that would be the end of you, your eternal downfall.
I wasn't stepping, start walking, about the wrong fucking band.
Should've shut your fucking mouth, should've tried [Ebm] to understand.
I could be your devil, you slept [Eb] on us.
Wake up now, cuz we falling.
You're creeping, night crawling, night crawling.
[Cm] You slept [F] on us.
We're the ones that you won't slap down.
No shit, you might get slapped down.
Your life's a start, we'll step down.
We're the ones the world will suffer. _
You're sticky, [Bb] diggy, dreadlocked.
All that shit, you might get cracked on.
You get lashed on, you get slapped on.
We're the ones the world will suffer.
[F] You're sticky, diggy, dreadlocked.
All that shit, _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ you might get [G] cracked on.
You _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ get lashed on, you get slapped on.