Street Jazz

Why don't you just chill?
Just chill out a little bit
Why don't you just chill out?
Why don't you just chill out and listen?
Got things on your mind that worry you, keep you awake?
No, I just don't sleep much
You don't sleep?
I don't sleep
I don't sleep much
I don't sleep

Boom, bad rhythm for rap is baptism
And it might save souls if mass is half listening
Phoniks on the tracks, the brass is in the pocket
When the jazz and this hip hop mash you can't knock it
You can't stop it if you tried to
If it died, Don't Sleep revives this so it thrives through
And as long as we alive too
This is Michelin star in the kitchen, no drive through
Dephlow cheffin' it, Awon preppin' it
Tiff's got a bottle on deck most definite
Niggas can't question it, it's always raw
Like the sun don't shine, we just always are
Like you all can't see what we always saw
We was never up close, we was always far
Now we almost here, neither here nor there
And niggas fear no men, nor fear no fear
I got no fucks left to give, one dream
Gun too big, can't tuck in my jeans
Everyday hustle never touching the thing
And you wonder how I'm balancing weight with one beam
Haha
It's a mouse click
This is Auschwitz
You'll never doubt this
They ain't about shit

They called me the agent of change
Since I came in the game
I really came from slinging them thangs
Made about a buck fifty an hour spend it on Jordans
The rest of my bread was for reein' up and recording
Hotel rooms, copping fifths on the weekend
My classmates in baby pools, I'm swimmin' in deep ends
When sharks see the gunfire spark from the barrel
Like the cherry on the blunt to get designer apparel
Where they ante up, yep that fool
Killer Mike tight, better run them jewels
Spittin' bars in luxury cars
Hot boxin' with dope, boys put money on my rhymes so hot
Then a foot in the booth and a foot on the block
Then wisdom of the streets don't sleep, it's not my option
Deph on the left and Tiff on my right
And Phoniks on the beats, it's one helluva night huh