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Mike, Hip-Hop is, Killer Mike"}

[Verse 3: Killer Mike]
Knew it was a bad day when I woke up
N.W.A.'s gone and Rage broke up
Damn prayers ain't move
in
Murder she wrote, swallow or choke
Hit her and go, I won't call her again
Woke up early morning, crib as big as a college
Smoke me a pound
Traditonal arrangement by
Auldridge, Gaudreau, Coleman and Klein
© 1993 AGCK Music/ Mountainside Music (BMI)

Well I woke up early with those
in
Murder she wrote, swallow or choke
Hit her and go, I won't call her again
Woke up early morning, crib as big as a college
Smoke me a pound
I'm saying
Make a record, and I'll be glad when
My music gets mad again, new school Ice Cube
"Fuck you Killer Mike!" Yeah fuck you too
No this ain't
the coroner in
Murder she wrote, swallow or choke
Hit her and go, I won't call her again
Woke up early morning, crib as big as a college
Smoke me a pound
I can dream up schemes when I'm sitting in my seat
I don't see any flaws till I get to my feet
I wish I never woke up this morning
Life was easy when
the coroner in
Murder she wrote, swallow or choke
Hit her and go, I won't call her again
Woke up early morning, crib as big as a college
Smoke me a pound
You woke up this morning
Got yourself a gun
Mama always said you'd be 
The chosen one

She said: You're one in a million
You've got to burn
You woke up this morning
Got yourself a gun
Mama always said, "You'd be
The chosen one"

She said, "You're one in a million
You've got to burn
I'm gonna take you down
Deep down to the front lines

You woke up this morning
Got yourself a gun,
Mama always said you'd be 
The Chosen One
You woke up this morning
Got yourself a gun
Mama always said you'd be 
The chosen one

She said: You're one in a million
You've got to burn
in
Murder she wrote, swallow or choke
Hit her and go, I won't call her again
Woke up early morning, crib as big as a college
Smoke me a pound
in
Murder she wrote, swallow or choke
Hit her and go, I won't call her again
Woke up early morning, crib as big as a college
Smoke me a pound
Woke up big this Chelsea morning and the first thing that I heard
Was a song outside my window 
And the traffic wrote the words
It came ringing up
killer
But I still hide my face
In the coming days

I wake up every morning
From the same dream
And then I kill it
But you can't change the letters
Well, I woke up this morning with the cold water
With the cold water, with the cold water
Woke up this morning with the cold water
With the cold
Woke up this morning a 11:11
Wasn't in Portland and I wasn't in heaven
Could have been either by the way I was feeling
But I was alive, I was
Has been made again by you

Like a bright new morning, like a bright new day
And I woke up from a deep sleep
And I woke up from a bad dream
conversation, we became friends
One morning we woke up and we'd turned into lovers
At the end of the line now, we're strangers again

This used to be our
"I woke up this morning baby,
The blues was pouring out of me"
Cent fois ces mots je les ai dits
Ces mots que d'autres avaient ecrits
De toute ma
bring the coroner in
Murder she wrote, swallow or choke
Hit her and go, I won't call her again
Woke up early morning, crib as big as a college
Smoke
I woke up this morning with a smile on my face,
And a great big hard on for the whole human race.
I love everybody and I want you to know,
Got
Friday, late on the car note tryna do taxes
This my house it's high or the highway
High or the highway

Cause you get no respect

I'm a thrill killer
(by Robert Johnson)

Woke up this morning, feel 'round for my shoes,
You know 'bout that babe, had them old walkin' blues.
Woke up this morning, I