Snooze

Wake up, snooze Wake up again Snooze again Wake up again Wake up, snooze Wake up again Snooze again Wake up again Wake up, it only takes ten to booth up So stoned, look in the mirror see Medusa Blowing rings, Imma hoop the hoola King of everything, I rule the ruler God, bless, me, hallelujah Teach you a way of living, call me Buddha You a square, what am I? Unusual Bermuda Make you disappear, I'm a fucking luna In bed checking my cellular computah Then I get out and eat some cereal, trivial Then I go study and I get confused I Really wanna write some lyrical material I'm performing lineal rituals Pinnacle low or high, only I Fucks around this much, still is a lonely guy Song barely makes sense and that's no surprise If I would study rap, the way I study my books I would be spitting less trash up in the booth It feels nice to admit it, I am loving the truth Not always the sickest, sometimes following suit Sike I vomit on you, something a dog would do Got no bong in the booth, but still big hits written in solitude This the hardest of crews I'm just spitting facts and me, I'm just part of the truth My dick scared the shit out of you chick Now she calling it boo, haha, pardon I'm rude I dialed up destiny but it's calling to you, huh I guess that means you're part of this too Join me, I hope I won't be disappointing Got a free pen, sometimes it spoils me The only verb that fits with me on a beat is destroying I'm gonna regret staying up next morning, so I Wake up, snooze Wake up again Snooze again Wake up again Wake up, snooze Wake up again Snooze again Wake up again Stacking bottle caps, she got a model ass But I got my girl, so leave it all intact You better call a cab or you're walking back He discovered my track and got a heart attack I will get 'em in a minute got that quick revive Only winning when I'm penning all these filthy rhymes He is finished, I'm beginning but I already topped 'em Drop 'em, that's guy number fifty five I'm keeping count, a math freak, so what? He bleeding out, he has ceased, it's over Last week I found a four leafed clover It's a weird route but it got me closure Riding a go-kart on a bumpy road and Meanwhile origami folding The precision I'm killing all these sentences with Is through the ceiling it was hidden but it's finally showing, huh Kick me down, I bounce back I'm a rubberband, you don't understand Pregnant guy, little sidetrack Shoutout gutter gang, got the upper hand Imma run it back, to the motherland Belgium in this bitch, get it in your fucking head The one in command, step in the quickest sand Pulling, knocking you down, Imma double smack You back to wonderland, you a funny man But on the other hand, you can suck my (Huh!) Imma gun a track, leave it trailing red Like the sun has set, or the blunt's been passed Then I chuckle mad, but recover fast Don't fuck with me, I'm made out of a tougher brand You can eat my knuckles for supper, you sucker I'll smother your mother You thought you was tougher But you don't want it fam Wake up, snooze Wake up again Snooze again Wake up again Wake up, snooze Wake up again Snooze again Wake up again