L-Swift - “Don’t Sleep (Demo Tape Version)”
[Emcee(s): L-Swift]
[Producer(s): Charlemagne]
[Hook: L-Swift]
Don’t sleep, open up your eyes. Here’s a word
From the wise, so take heed and recognize
Don’t sleep, open up your eyes. Here’s a word
From the wise. I’m breaking emcees down to size
[Verse 1: L-Swift]
Yo, kick back
Relax as I get you open like surgery. On the lyrical
Murder scene, rising like mercury, my verbs’ll be on top
Of the line. On those I’m dropping the rhyme, you’re recipient, son
No one’s equivalent. To me, you’re just a simpleton
When it comes to bagging honeys, I got more game than Wimbledon
I’m coming off like females’ earrings before the fight starts
Physically make the mic spark, hiccup precise arts. Flavors vary
But never artificial. I make rappers retaliate
To less than nothing whenever I spark the pistol. Your fiscal
Is bristle, I break fragile niggas like crystal, your career’s
Looking dismal. If you’re itching the pine with gristle, my flows
Are so hot, they sizzle, but the fact is my exoskeleton
Is the hardest, no one could crack this tactic. I got hoes
Releasing vaginal juices—forget the deuces. I’m fiending
For microphones like prisoners fiend for looses. I write flavors
Then introduce it, then Charlemagne produces
[Hook: L-Swift]
Don’t sleep, open up your eyes. Here’s a word
From the wise, so take heed and recognize
Don’t sleep, open up your eyes. Here’s a word
From the wise. I’m breaking emcees down to size
Don’t sleep, open up your eyes. Here’s a word
From the wise. I’m breaking rappers down to size
Don’t sleep, open up your eyes. Here’s a word
From the wise, so take heed and recognize
[Verse 2: L-Swift]
Ayyo, I do this so I can run through this, and all
You can say is: “Goddamn, that kid L-Swift be on some new shit”
But I speak slow so you can peep flows. I write to how
The beat goes, and all you see on stage is my deceased foes
Ayyo, I incorporate my flows with the scenes
I visualize, so, with the verse, competition I minimize
Meaning they fold up when I roll up. I’m bringing the death toll up
So give your gold up or get your opticals swoll up—hold up
Whenever I write this, you have no choice but to recite this
If you’re righteous, L’ll pull your card like a psychic, but notice
I focus on strictly vocab. With no gag, I do damage
With the mental—also, the .44 Mag. All non-believers
Have thoughts of deducting me, but when they see me
They seem to have a reluctancy to fuck with me publicly
[Hook: L-Swift]
So don’t sleep, open up your eyes. Here’s a word
From the wise, so take heed and recognize
Don’t sleep, open up your eyes. Here’s a word
From the wise. I’m breaking emcees down to size
Don’t sleep, open up your eyes. Here’s a word
From the wise, so take heed and recognize
Don’t sleep, open up your eyes. Here’s a word
From the wise. I’m breaking rappers down to size
[Verse 3: L-Swift]
I kick skills
To make you sit still. My flows are pure like water when
It’s distilled. I don’t fuck with the common flows, I slam emcees
Just like Jamaicans slam the dominoes. L be hitting skins
Like calluses. My lyrical analysis puts many in
Paralysis. Your bloodstream has poisons—this is dialysis
When I gets busy, I make niggas sissy like Sisqó. You asked
“Who is he?” but don’t frisk me. I drops lyrics in discos
Not to mention honeys I’m consuming. I bag females from Edenwald
To Seton Hall. Lyrically, I’m defeating y’all. L-Swift’s
Invincible—remember that. I write lyrics to end
The wack, and there’s no way an emcee could suspend the fact that
They talk trash about wrecking me, but when they get next to me
They’re quiet in seconds. It seems they have a discrepancy
[Hook: L-Swift]
So don’t sleep, open up your eyes. Here’s a word
From the wise, so take heed and recognize
Don’t sleep, open up your eyes. Here’s a word
From the wise. I’m breaking emcees down to size
Don’t sleep, open up your eyes. Here’s a word
From the wise. I’m breaking rappers down to size
Don’t sleep, open up your eyes. Here’s a word
From the wise, so take heed and recognize
[Outro (Hook Ad-Libs): L-Swift]
