Go To Sleep Lyrics - Eminem

I ain't gonna eat, I ain't gonna sleep 

Ain't gonna breathe, til I see, what I wanna see 

And what I wanna see, is you go to sleep, in the dirt 

Permanently, you just being hurt, this ain't gonna work 

For me, it just wouldn't be, sufficient enough 

Cuz we, are just gonna be, enemies 

As long as we breathe, I don't ever see, either of us 

Coming to terms, where we can agree 

There ain't gonna be, no reason, speakin wit me 

You speak on my seed, then me, no speakin Englais 

So we gonna beef, and keep on beefin, unless 

You're gonna agree, to meet with me in the flesh 

And settle this face to face, and you're gonna see 

A demon unleashed in me, that you've never seen 

And you're gonna see, this gangsta pee on himself 

I see you D-12, and thanks, but me need no help 

Me do this one all by my lonely, I don't need fifteen of my homies 

When I see you, I'm seeing you, me and you only 

We never met, but best believe you gon' know me 

When I'm this close, to see you exposed as phony 

Come on, bitch, show me, pick me up, throw me 

Lift me up, hold me, just like you told me 

You was gonna do, that's what I thought, you're pitiful 

I'm rid of you, all you, Ja, you'll get it too! 

Now go to sleep bitch! 

Die, motherfucker, die! Ugh, time's up, bitch, close ya eyes 

Go to sleep, bitch! (what?) 

Why are you still alive? How many times I gotta tell ya, close ya eyes? 

And go to sleep bitch! (what?) 

Die motherfucker die, bye, bye, motherfucker, bye, bye! 

Go to sleep bitch! (what?) 

Why are you still alive? Why, die motherfucker, ah, ah, ah... 

...Go to sleep bitch! 

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We got you niggaz, nervous 

On purpose, to hurt your focus, you'se not MC's, you'se worthless 

You'se not them G's, you'se a circus, you'se no appeal, please 

You'se curtains, you use words, cool heard, slurred in two thousand third 

You'se purpin, you'se no threat, who's ya servin? 

We lyrically oughta bury you beneath the dirt when 

You fuck with a label overseein the Earth 

Shady muthafucka, O. Trice's birth 

And as I mold, I become a curse 

So we can put down the verse, take it to the turf 

Cock and squeeze, and he who reach the hearse is he who 

Depicts fiction in his verse 

And as I breathe, and you be deceased 

The world believe you deceived just to speak 

You'se not the streets, you'se the desk 

Use not your chest nigga, use a vest 

Before two's choose ya rest, you chose death 

Six feet deep, nigga, that's the depth 

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Now go to sleep bitch! 

Die, motherfucker, die! Ugh, time's up, bitch, close ya eyes 

Go to sleep, bitch! (what?) 

Why are you still alive? How many times I gotta tell ya, close ya eyes? 

And go to sleep bitch! (what?) 

Die motherfucker die, bye, bye, motherfucker, bye, bye! 

Go to sleep bitch! (what?) 

Why are you still alive? Why, die motherfucker, ah, ah, ah... 

...Go to sleep bitch! 

Hey dog, I'ma walk like a beast, talk like the streets 

I'ma stay blazin New York wit the heat 

Stalk on the beat, walk wit my feet 

Understand my pain, the rain ain't sweet 

Peep how I'm moving, peep where I'm going 

Shit don't seep, then sleep not knowin 

But I'ma keep growing, getting larger than life 

Easy-going with the same one that started the fight 

He be knowing how dog get, when dog gone bite 

Tried to show him the dog shit, it's dog for life 

Grand champ, and my Blood Line is tight 

Cuz it's all good, it's all right 

Niggas tried to holla, but couldn't holla back 

Now they gots to swallow, everything in the sac 

Blood Line, and, we can go track for track 

Damn dog, why'd you have to do them niggas like that? 

Now go to sleep bitch! 

Die, motherfucker, die! Ugh, time's up, bitch, close ya eyes 

Go to sleep, bitch! (what?) 

Why are you still alive? How many times I gotta tell ya, close ya eyes? 

And go to sleep bitch! (what?) 

Die motherfucker die, bye, bye, motherfucker, bye, bye! 

Go to sleep bitch! (what?) 

Why are you still alive? Why, die motherfucker, ah, ah, ah... 

...Go to sleep bitch! 

All you motherfuckers! take that! 

Here, take this too, bitch! Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Waaaaaahoo! 

We're killin all you motherfuckers dead, all you! 

Fake ass gangsters! No more press! No more press! 

Rot, motherfuckers, rot! Decay, in the dirt, bitch, in the motherfucking dirt! 

Die nameless, bitch, die nameless! No more fame! 

Ahhhhhhhhhh! Hahahaha 

Yo X, come on man, Obie, let's go, haha