Lyrics:
apart, apart, apart, apart, apart
Finally they call my name
The ghost inside can wake us to life
Makin' my chair do flips
By givin' into this we'll be
That you miss me
No,no,no,no
And you don't stop
To say hi
On your way by
This is crazy
Brrring'
Time to wake up,
And put on my strong face
I wake up every mornin'
Peep hole and take a look at the risin' sun
I wake up every mornin'
And take a look at the risin' sun
Then I realize my
safe, nigga, third base
I only call you when it's half past five
The only time that I'll be by your side
I only love it when you touch me, not feel
Raise your fan up
For the noise
Wake the dogs up
Call your voice
Are you ready
For the war
Bring your colours
To the flour
[Repeat:
There must be something I missed
I wake up in the morning just makin' a fist
I don't call it living, I just exist
There must be something I missed
best years
Yes, something like that'll shake you up
Wake you up
So I stopped off at a Texaco
Bought a Slim Jim and a Coke
Parked out by the water
it's disgusting
With the whip and the stick we be clutching
Three rounds and her shit already gushing
Rolled up 3.5 on the stick that shit bussing
Yeah
Doo doo wop, oh oh oh
Doo doo wop, dum dum dum
Doo doo wop
We would not care to wake up to the nightmare
That's becoming real life
But when
they stare, and call you, "Slut"
It's like your mind don't understand
You don't have to kill your dreams, plottin' schemes on a man
Keep your head up
Happy birthday America
It's the 4th of July
I get to wake up in your freedom
But sometimes I wonder why
Seems like everybody's pissin'
weakness
And now I'm four, five seconds from wildin'
And we got three more days 'til Friday
I'm just tryna make it back home by Monday mornin'
I swear
it's so funky
(Maganoo and Timbaland, check out the stores)
It's about 5:15, got a call from Weezie West
"Timbaland, you have a check on my desk
But
see shit that makin' niggas sick
How does it feel to see a G from your clique?
Wake up, jumped out of bed wit my grin on (why?)
Last night's dice
five more minutes
This is your wake up call
It's early in the morning, y'all sleepin', I'm moanin'
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
It's early in the morning, y'all sleepin', I'm moanin'
Wake
Doo doo wop, oh oh oh
Doo doo wop, dum dum dum
Doo doo wop
We would not care to wake up to the nightmare
That's becoming real life
But when
wake the demon up
Drop and give me fifty, all you fuck niggas teamin' up
What top five you smokin' on, Kendrick?
Hm, hm, yeah
Drop, drop, drop,
Working girls are lost in dreams
Buried in a paperback romance
Why don't you wake up to reality
And watch those fingers at the office dance
When
We wasn't supposed to make it past twenty-five
Joke's on you, we still alive
Throw your hands up in the sky and say
"We don't care what people say"
nerve
3 thousand 5 hundred dollars call that a loui' purse
A pent house sweet for me and her, call that a loss her skirt
Nigga out shine Gucci mane I
oh, yeah)
(When I'm fucked up)
I only call you when it's half past five
The only time that I'll be by your side
I only love it when you touch me,
another drug to juggle;
another day, another struggle
[Notorious B.I.G.]
I know how it feel to wake up fucked up
Pockets broke as hell, another rock
we wake up, wake up, wake up.
And we all gone be paid up, paid up, paid up.
Just wait, wait.
[Verse 1]
Man, I'm so tired for praying for this free
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