"I Can't Go To Sleep" as written by Burt F. Bacharach, Hal David, Dennis David Coles, Robert F. Diggs and Isaac Hayes....
Technique is ill son, watch how I spill one
Peace to Biggie, 2Pac, Big L and Big Pun
Havoc on the streets of Staten, snitches
House niggas, children watch as they produce the same pattern
Somebody raped our women, murdered our babies
Hit us with the cracks and guns in the early 80's
For those that murdered me shall stand before God
To fall at the hands of fate, then out comes the rod
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back
What the fuck is going on, I can't go to sleep
Feds jumping out their jeeps, I can't go to sleep
Babies with flies on they cheeks, it's hard to go to sleep
Ish bowled two 6's twice, I couldn't go to sleep
Aiyyo we deep in the stairs, we carry big guns
Whippy got hit up with the big shit, bong bong
Stop at the cheeba spot, then pass the leak spot
Drove past y'all niggas again, you took a cheap shot
Not knowing, fucking with me you get your meat chopped
You thought we fell on our face, you need to be stopped
Call on the chariots, call on an ambulance
You better smile, my nigga you on Candid Cam
Gangsta broad, these be the laws, walk with big balls
Nigga, motherfucking eunuch, I even take which was yours
I'm the nigga that made you, man
When your rap wasn't doing well I'm the nigga that gave you a hand

Don't kill your brother, learn to love each other
Don't get mad, cause it ain't that bad
Look at who you are, you've come too far
It's in your hands, just be a man
Get the jelly out your spine
Cobwebs out of your mind

I can't go to sleep, I can't shut my eyes
They shot the father at his mom's building seven times
They shot Malcolm in the chest, front of his little seeds
Jesse watched as they shot King on the balcony
Exported Marcus Garvey cause he tried to spark us
With the knowledge of ourselves and our forefathers
Oh Jacqueline you heard the rifle shots crackling
Her husband's head in her hands, you tried to put it back in
America's watching, blood-stained ink blotches
Medgar took one to the skull for integrating college
What's the science? Somebody? This is trick knowledge
They try to keep us enslaved and still scrape for dollars
Walking through Park Hill, drunk as a fuck
Looking around like these Devils
I'm ready to break this world down
They got me trapped up in a metal gate
Just stressed out with hate
And just give me no time to relax and use my mind to meditate
What should I do, grab a blunt or a brew
Grab a .22 and run out there and put this fucking violence in you
I can't go to sleep, I can't shut em, son.. I

The power is in your hands
Stop all this crying and be a man

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"I Can't Go to Sleep" as written by Hal David Burt Bacharach

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    General CommentThis song is basically explaining the dilemmas facing many african american males living in the ghettoes. Drugs, guns, poverty are all touched on. Its like a desperate chronicle of ghetto life and a heartfelt plea to end the violence. Really, theres so much emotion in this song, by the end of the first verse Ghostface almost sounds like hes crying, RZA too. Its a testament to the Wu that they can take a break thats been used a million times and make something fresh out of it just through sheer emotion.
    Blindfolded Nuhon May 07, 2007   Link
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    General CommentI dont know about yall, but to me this song is just ill. The beat is fire. So revolutionary wit da old school flavor. So much heart is put into the lyrics of this song. You can hear the emotion in my man's voice. You can feel the sorrow that flows from the Wu. However, they keep it real with the raw flava that only the wu can deliver. Wu tang is the Shit. One of the best Wu Tracks of All times. One
    chillg123on September 25, 2004   Link
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    General CommentWhat ho! This really is a chipper little number. Takes me back to when pa-pa wouldnt leave the bedroom light on when it came to beddy-bed times.
    SPKon October 01, 2004   Link
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    General Commentthis song is sick...although triumph will remain my favorite wu song ; this song is classic
    nikeheadacheon August 13, 2007   Link
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    General Commentthis to me sounds like the reflections of a dying man, "i can't go to sleep," he's been shot, "feds jumping out of their cars," talking about the tragedies facing him flashing before him as he dies.
    overfireon December 09, 2009   Link

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