[Chorus: Havoc Savage]
Wake up sleepwalking in the street with blood on both of me
(blood on both of me)
Blood on blood on both of me
Wake up sleepwalking in the street with blood on both of me
(blood on both of me)
Blood on blood on both of me

[Verse 1: Havoc Savage]
Y'all don't really want no beef
Cause they let a murdered motherfucker while they're dead of sleep
But I'm getting so ill
That I murder stab kill
Then I need to be filled let the pills that I need said shrink
Plus a mothafucka better get ya, not a sink
Cause I really don't give a fuck what you think
I'mma keep it psycho with the fucking sleepwalking and I kill a fucking rapper
Put a body in the coffin
[There for the riveting, murder 'em off and killing again, it's chopping?] and these other motherfuckers better happen more than often
And then there's some murdered dads in a cage or a coffin
We can get it hoppin and we can get it crackin
And demons in my head they better get attackin
And I'm fucking sleep walking I don't even know what happened
And guess I got a gun and I went a psychotic
People calling me sleepwalker assassin
Plus I never sleep, got a gunshot blastin
Wake up sleepwalking in the street with the heat
And I'm covered in the blood and it's all over me
And I wake up sleepwalking and I think it's just a dream
And I'm covered in the blood and I'm at the murder scene
[Parents of the kin and they come and meet the scene?]
But my mind is fucked up I can't remember a thing
(can't remember a thing)
I'm a wicked mothafucka havoc savage untamed
You don't really wanna test it cause I cock it back and let it go bang
Then they think the murderer is sick and deranged
Havoc Savage, T-Rock and Twisted Insane
Seeking at keeping it, some of the demons are thinking of dreaming they're covered in blood and thinking they bleed and kill the whole rap game by the fucking weekend
Did the whole thang while that mothafucka sleeping
[Chorus: Havoc Savage]
Wake up sleepwalking in the street with blood on both of me
(blood on both of me)
Blood on blood on both of me
Wake up sleepwalking in the street with blood on both of me
(blood on both of me)
Blood on blood on both of me
Wake up sleepwalking in the street with blood on both of me
(blood on both of me)
Blood on blood on both of me
Wake up sleepwalking in the street with blood on both of me
(blood on both of me)
Blood on blood on both of me

[Verse 2: T-Rock]
Run up on the enemy to hit em with the Tech tool
Make your next move be your best move
Situations are about to get horrific and wicked
I keep coming like I'm Jason and Deadpool
Wet fools with the fury of a death move
Lights out we about to get rid of the ref rules
John Moxley a problem
And you gon' have to pop me
I hang a mothafucka leaving neck wounds
Sucking up the cyst of every day of my conception
You little babies ain't nothing but test tubes
And sticks of my predator
Got me hunting my adversaries ain't no way to run for a refuge
Horrific as fuck I suppose
Woke up with blood on my clothes
Nowadays I'm so reclusive I keep to myself I don't fuck with you suckers and hoes
Me and Havoc and adult school Maverick blowing hella weed
Fuck with D's G's make a playa catch a felony
Enemies bleed in the battle over cheddar cheese
I escape before police could ever get the trail of me
I don't got time to be hanging with cowards and fakers and we don't want them off in our crew
Fucking with me I'mma go for your jugular
Draining your blood out you like Nosferatu
My killers coming to rob you
You better cooperate or them brothers'll pop you
I don't be starting shit with mothafuckas but I handle business and do what I got to
[Chorus: Havoc Savage]
Wake up sleepwalking in the street with blood on both of me
(blood on both of me)
Blood on blood on both of me
Wake up sleepwalking in the street with blood on both of me
(blood on both of me)
Blood on blood on both of me
Wake up sleepwalking in the street with blood on both of me
(blood on both of me)
Blood on blood on both of me
Wake up sleepwalking in the street with blood on both of me
(blood on both of me)
Blood on blood on both of me

[Interlude: Rob Gavagan]
Suffered from parasomnia, a sleep disorder characterized by abnormal behaviors, movements and thoughts. The doctors determined he was sleepwalking throughout the savage murder and he was acquitted of all charges

[Verse 3: Twisted Insane]
Killa
Bring up a gorilla
Went up in your room when I was looking for the milli
Feel a different kind of presence in the villa
Blood I'm down to make 'em run and never find 'em I'm a illa
Individual
Now the situation critical
Man you're pitiful
I think of ways that I get rid of you
Giving you
Way too many chances devils dancing on your mothafucking grave
Throwing blades in the interview
Havoc Savage, man I'm a maniac
Dammit sad day
Mad at the brainiac
Every time the shit go bad when the brain react
They always tell my ass put the razor back (put the razor back)
Ain't no other way that I will make it back
I'm killing everybody put their bodies in my front seat
Dump heat
Ain't no they ever pump me
I'd rather eat up dead on some bread like some lunch meat
In this mothafucka with the walking dead (Ugh)
Find her in the ally where I got the head (Ugh)
Never listen to what all the doctor said (Ugh)
Look up on his forehead that was red (Ugh)
Never hear a word when I sleepwalk
I put you in the bed like a detox
I ain't got no time for no sleep talk
And no-one around saving you when the heat talk
[Chorus: Havoc Savage]
Wake up sleepwalking in the street with blood on both of me
(blood on both of me)
Blood on blood on both of me
Wake up sleepwalking in the street with blood on both of me
(blood on both of me)
Blood on blood on both of me
Wake up sleepwalking in the street with blood on both of me
(blood on both of me)
Blood on blood on both of me
Wake up sleepwalking in the street with blood on both of me
(blood on both of me)
Blood on blood on both of me