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Slumber
505
Hip-Hop/Rap
Slumber was released on January 1, 2002 by Priority Records as a part of the album Trinity (Past, Present and Future)
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Release DateJanuary 1, 2002
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM96

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Slum Village
Slum Village
Performer
DJ Dez
DJ Dez
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hi-Tek
Hi-Tek
Composer
R.L. Altman III
R.L. Altman III
Composer
T. Glover
T. Glover
Composer
Jason "Elzhi" Powers
Jason "Elzhi" Powers
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hi-Tek
Hi-Tek
Producer
Vernon D. Hill
Vernon D. Hill
Recording Engineer
Young RJ Ne'Astra
Young RJ Ne'Astra
Mixing Engineer
DJ Dez
DJ Dez
Mixing Engineer
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Slumber
Tek... Zilla
I'm 17 and my motto is "Fuck a bitch"
Now I'm 27, still ain't giving a shit
Cause this rap game is lame, it's like the arcade
Spending ya little quarters, playing yourself
What you get is a high score, nothing to show for
Lighters on your page for a year, then it's over for
**** never gave a fuck from the get go
Play ya little game, reality is much better
With more cheddar to shred on these hoes
****'ll steel off to oppose, Whaaat!
Nowadays I smoke a L, just to keep from smokin' some ****
Sit that ass back boy, your check ain't no bigger
When the money talk, the bullshit cease
**** is kinda quiet these days it's kinda peace
Only the wealthiest **** talk the least about
What they got (in the bank), but in the U.S
It's all about the status these days
Upper class or no class, cold cash
Or the gun blast on that ass
What you say, y'all the winners here?
So once you in the clear, prove it
NFL, we get the drop on you like music engineers
Wasn't born with a form of silverware
Needed dental care, this the village where
They build between 2 buildings here
I ain't playin' sleep til you're hibernatin'
Or you're finally wakin', lying naked in the eye of Satan
Verbally I'm a monster, freshest scar bone structure
Once the chrome touch, the chrome phone plugged in
You're gone in an instant the same way as my actions
Before my knowledge is born, my brain gets contractions
It's the S with thoughts, sharp enough to rip your flesh
You ain't smart enough
Partially rough as a barber cut, get your armor, what!
We could draw after 10 spaces then blaze 'em out
But I bet I fake 'em out like in The Matrix
What you thinkin' bout, I'll raise your doubt and eclipse the sun
Description un-tangible as my pencil swung
Yeah, we rockin' mics, we doing our thang
It's beautiful, ain't nothin but hits, music is bangin'
(It's SV) Pursuing it, we doing it dawg
We living it up, we giving it all to You
(It's SV) Spit like we go that we blow
And stay on your toes, you playin' like you never did know
(SV) Definitely destiny that we grow
To be the ultimate MC's unstoppable
Damn it's like you wanna speak what I speak
Say what I say, quote what I wrote
Now a **** dip in his coat
I'm reachin' for smoke, thinking that it's better to know
It's better than before 'cause now **** making the dough
It's like everything we doin' is the sign of the times
To y'all in the face to tryna get us tappin' our lines
We riskin' our lives, same **** holdin' them 9's
All in ya mix, waitin' for the second you slip
The minute you don't, the next hour, **** will flip
The ones that want to see you ghost, the ones that hate you the most
Worst of all, they plottin' on the day that you fall
Waitin' to crawl in your spot, dawg, fuckin' you raw, nah
Not really you don't want it for real
3 **** in your car, planning your kill
Caps will peel, **** don't care if you squeal
**** is real, they'll penetrate you with steel
Plottin' to move, we prove we unstoppable
We jog in cold, air then breathe out the smoke
Bench pressin', working ab muscles, then jab knuckles
In the back hard enough to lift the back
Doing crunches, diamond push ups by the stomach
Be throwin' medicine balls, your records and all
Hear you talking in the back like a cellular call
It's regular, you destined to fall, I step on your balls
Fracture your toes, the champion rose, both arms
Wavy hair, African tone, Africa's home
After the, shackles and bones, I cancel your flows
Everything you talk is dead like you chattin' with ghosts
With crystal balls, candles and smoke
I spit you all with a verse
As if physical limbs charge the gauze of the earth
I know you took a pause when you heard it's SV
We came stronger, your brain altered, remain targets
To my miniature rockets that enter ya optics
If they came toward you
Over a sick track, I drop the dosage, it's mega tight
Tears shouldn't be played around Claustrophobics
You feel like the walls closin', in on 'em
Checkmate! Crown me king, I drop a gem on 'em
(It's SV)
Tekzill... (Zilla)
Tra 30
(It's SV) Baatention
Slumber Villa
Setting the fire like Godzilla, my ****
Yeah... slumber, slumber, slumber, slumber, slumber, slumber
Written by: Hi-Tek, Jason "Elzhi" Powers, R.L. Altman III, T. Glover
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