Wake Up
Yesha Moor
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Broken silence, violence, intense aggression A child that's mentally challenged without a sense of direction Just questions about his God and how to dial his connection While trying to harness his talents and balance his imperfections (Blessings) Viewer discretion advised during this picture Don't want to kill his vibe while conjuring elixirs Forbidden fruit in a Swisher, Mommy talks Daddy hits her He beats her, silver fixtures, black eyes, and white liquors As he dreams of dimes, and Catalina Wine Mixers All he want to do is shine, provide for his little sister Be like them older niggas that he see on the screen That rap and ball hard, he trying to be on the team Cling on the wings of killers, be on to things that bigger Put on the type of golds you only see on a King He wanna live the fast life, stunting in the half pike So now he live for pay and every day like it's his last night Don't forget he was taught the lord is coming back to rule, but He lust the cool now he smoking on the school bus Swagger of a janitor that's why he keep the tool tucked Wrong move he'll serve you through the window like a food truck Neglection from his own family left him stupefied Can't even speak without the thought of being scrutinized He said that's all it took to get Yeshua crucified And apparently it was enough for him to commit suicide (bang) This can't be life I know there is more If not then what is there left to live for I need a love that's worth giving my rib for I can hear it calling me when the wind roars Sword drawn, draw strings laced up Every morning rise and grind trying to get this cake up I said I'm talking deep shit, I'm in it from the waist up Sleep is for the dead, I think it's time y'all niggas WAKE UP My little cousin hung himself and he was only 12 I can't explain the pain I felt the day lil' homie fell My body, went cold, heart, black as Tony Snell Thoughts, f*ck the world, while I pull her by her pony tail My next notion was this can't be right Faced the sky and started screaming, God, this can't be life This is crazy, supposed to have ended slavery, but they never did What makes a baby wanna die before he ever lived It never gives, there's gotta be more here Feel the forces, don't ignore it, this is spiritual warfare If it wasn't close to home ain't nobody gone care Cops shoot just because we dark skinned niggas with coarse hair Wake up This can't be life I know there is more If not then what is there left to live for I need a love that's worth giving my rib for I can hear it calling me when the wind roars Sword drawn, draw strings laced up Every morning rise and grind trying to get this cake up I said I'm talking deep shit, I'm in it from the waist up Sleep is for the dead, I think it's time y'all niggas WAKE UP Defend the poor and the fatherless Do justice to the afflicted and the needy Deliver the poor and the needy Free them from the hands of the wicked They do not know, nor do they understand They walk about in darkness All of the foundations of the Earth are unstable I said you are gods, and all of you are children of The Most High So arise O' God WAKE UP
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