Freddie Gibbs - Close Your Eyes lyrics

Close your eyes close your eyes
You gotta close your eyes for me

Yeah keep 'em closed
Haha, yeah

Imagine this
Livin' in a spot without a pot piss
Or no windows to open up so
You can pour out the shit
Livin' dead cause you ain't really
Livin' without a grip hella shit to pay
Baby on the way ain't that bout a bitch
It's 1982, she gave birth to you
And dropped outta college
Raised you in the Atlas but
Full of addicts and alcoholics
No place to live, yo momma and her momma crib
No paper for labor
Her pockets broke before her water did
Not just a ghetto kid, she was a survivor
Mum a hard working women
But daddy's a womanizer
Saw him cheat her and beat her then
Leave her like he despised her
So when you grew up to be
That way it didn't suprise her
The thug in your blood
She love you but can't control you
Conditions that you livin' are starting
To shape and mold you
She say the devil in your head
He introduce you to the streets
Yo my name is Fred
I'm in it til my coffin close

(Close your eyes) can you imagine that?
(Close your eyes) sit back and blaze a sack
(You gotta close your eyes for me)
Now I lay me down to sleep
Always lay down with my heat
Gotta jump back on my feet
I'm in the street, until my coffin close

(Close your eyes) can you imagine that?
(Close your eyes)
Nigga, sit back and blaze a sack
(You gotta close your eyes for me)
Now I lay me down to sleep
Always lay down with my heat
Gotta jump back on my feet
I'm in the street, until my coffin close

Yeah streets cold
These youngin' niggas is gettin' bold
Murder on the daily this funeral
Shit is gettin' old
Ya soul searchin' for another way
To make it through college, military
That 9 to 5 shit don't work for you
So what you do? Load another clip
We plot another lick
You got a thing for music and your
Homies like the way you spit
The lords showin' you a sign
You can't ignore the shit
Put your pain on paper
Hit the lab and go record the shit
Your fan base is gettin' big
This Jewish kid from California
Working your label now
You got this cracker on your dick
Told his boss the Judas shit
And everybody feelin' him
He took advantage of your thirst and
Signed you for the minimum
The rap stopped sellin' and
He started acting funny
Your manager just managed a way to
Jerk you for your money
But them crackers said they had your back
You got a record deal so why
You back to sellin' crack?
They wanna see your coffin close

(Close your eyes) can you imagine that?
(Close your eyes) sit back and blaze a sack
(You gotta close your eyes for me)
Now I lay me down to sleep
Always lay down with my heat
Gotta jump back on my feet
I'm in the street, until my coffin close

(Close your eyes) can you imagine that?
(Close your eyes)
Nigga, sit back and blaze a sack
(You gotta close your eyes for me)
Now I lay me down to sleep
Always lay down with my heat
Gotta jump back on my feet
I'm in the street, until my coffin close

Yeah you right back where you started
Careless and broken hearted
One shot away from being part
Of the dearly departed
These haters bustin' choppers at you
So you bustin' back
That rapping dream you had
That's out the window, you like fuck that
Your girl says she pregnant
Your grandma just passed away
Your homie took one in the head
Your cousin just got murked today
Psychologically this shit done sent
You on a rampage
Niggas look at you wrong and you
Bustin' off that 12 gauge
All you do is hell raise
Let that bottle solve your problems
Liquor with the pills, codeine, Xanax
And OxyContin drug habit off the hook
Step away from snorting powder
Paranoia waking you up out your
Sleep like every hour
This is not a movie cause
Every day niggas get devoured
By the street, losing they life
They enticed by money and power
Until the game bring a nigga to the end
I just pray the lord forgive me for my sins

(Close your eyes) can you imagine that?
(Close your eyes) sit back and blaze a sack
(You gotta close your eyes for me)
Now I lay me down to sleep
Always lay down with my heat
Gotta jump back on my feet
I'm in the street, until my coffin close

(Close your eyes) can you imagine that?
(Close your eyes)
Nigga, sit back and blaze a sack
(You gotta close your eyes for me)
Now I lay me down to sleep
Always lay down with my heat
Gotta jump back on my feet
I'm in the street, until my coffin close