Talking in My Sleep

[Intro: Elzhi - talking]
 Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
 Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
 Yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah...)
 Raw shit nigga (raw shit nigga...)
 Yeah (yeah...)
 Check it, y'all
 [Verse 1: Elzhi]
 Could it be a dream? I'm finally rich in wealth
 I'm not convinced, let me pinch myself
 Was my mother even sick in health?
 Then why ain't she there? We conversatin or I'm just lyin in bed
 Gee I know I'm not high and my eyes isn't red
 But I just saw the walls divide on all sides of the edge
 It flips over, now I'm in a barber's chair
 With the clips closer to the God but it's sharp enough to part my hair
 I couldn't make out the customers' faces
 That was once in the place, who was with somethin in patience
 Then I'm cut with this razor, I feel blood when [gun shots]
 My barber just was shot, the clip was dropped while they was still buzzin
 I got to hittin the floor
 But it was weird, it disappeared and it just was here a minute ago
 I'm glidin in air
 Flew through a cloud, while I was in it, saw the image of a man that was tied to the chair
 My hand's on a nine
 I blink once, my gun in his palm, I'm in disbelief 'cause it vanished from mine
 I'm shot, is this heaven, did I come in the gates?
 Did I have this uncomfortable fate from somethin I ate?
 Great, I got to use it or is it just in my head
 If I unzip and pull it out, am I goin to piss in the bed
 And cover? What the, somethin ripped the back on my collar
 And snatched me out of one dream and into another
 I fell back with my pants unbuttoned
 Okay, I'm drug in a fight, I'm alright long as my hands can touch him
 I swung the right but the left is a charm
 They were both flowin in slow motion, I must have slept on my arms
 I got knocked into the next scene
 This queen peckin my neck, I got wet jeans, I must've had a sex dream
 (sex, dream, sex dream, sex dream)
 [Chorus x2: scratches]
 "Dreamin! "
 "Wake up! "
 "You can't awake me"
 "Some nights I wake up out my sleep blastin"
 [Verse 2: Elzhi]
 Yeah, this shit's got me doin real thinkin
 I heard a phone [phone rings], I put my hands on it, answered it, it's still ringin
 And as I missed the call, smoke came, with the mist and all
 I saw a smaller version of me in a crystal ball
 Now was I runnin or in a race I asked
 'Cause that nigga chasin is lookin like Jason with his face in a mask
 It wasn't boys off the block that make the bullets go bustin, it's worse
 I hear a buzzin noise he pullin on somethin, he'll never gain naw [chainsaw revving]
 Him walkin slow is his main flaw, he's tryin to draw stains to his chainsaw (to his chainsaw)
 I turned around he started gettin violent
 I yelled "oh shit! ", it came out quiet
 Then everything became silent... where he go? (where he go?)
 I saw a room and I ran through it, the opposite of very slow
 Locked the door to the room that I was stoppin inside
 It was my pops but his shit was on the opposite side
 Hmm, if that's true, let me think of where my gats is
 I got one in the couch, the other's under my mattress
 I thought "okay
 All I got to do is go in the room reach for my bed, pull out and blow away"
 And so I did but the plan failed
 The nine that my hand held was locked, so your man bailed
 Now, the downstairs looked like upstairs
 And upstairs looked like downstairs
 I hit the steps, looked around, where is he at?
 My hand's in the couch
 A door flung open, it's him, I stand from a crouch
 I pulled a heater out between the two pillows
 Then I thought of, pullin the trigger, didn't figure that it'd shoot water
 I dropped the gun, then headed back up the downstairs
 Charged with my head "boom! ", I opened up the bedroom
 Stumbled to the floor, then I saw the four four
 Gripped it, clipped it, ready to bust somethin cryptic
 That's when my body lifted
 And landed on the bed, I tossed and turned and shifted
 Into a different position and crepepin up the stairs as I listen
 That's cool, I got a tool full of ammunition
 And as he comin up, I see his feet
 From his legs to his head, I'm on a sheet, with my heat
 I got to be asleep to see this creep
 Wish my alarm beep, I pray to Lord my soul to keep
 Now he standin over my bed and breathin hard
 Can't let him do it, if I wake up, I'm not leavin scarred
 Took the heater I was holdin just to make a bullet leap
 Point it at his head, squeezed, it sounded like "beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep"
 Yeah, yeah
 No doubt, ha
 [Outro: scratches]
 "Wake up!, Dammit! God dammit! "
 "Oh, I know it's hot" (oh, I know it's hot)
 "Yo, eyes are burnin" (yo, eyes are burnin)
 "Slowly openin" (slowly openin)
 "Wake up! "
 "Slowly realizin that this wasn't no dream"
 (slowly realizin that this wasn't no dream)
 "No, this is your life" (no, this is your life)
 "Wake up! "