Awoke
I think it's crazy that
I get more love from the other coast
Then I do from my own home
Now that I'm someone they pick up the phone
Now I got money they ask for a loan
Now that I'm working I can't be alone
It doesn't even matter cause now I'm awoke
I am awoke
Like a hibernating bear that was poked
None of you listened back then when I spoke
So many times
Thru so many lines, and plenty of rhymes
That I am alive and I was designed
To kill these MCs
And feasts on these beats
Like it's Mickey ds
Back on the flow that y'all hated the most
Was it to fast and you bled from your nose
Don't like the critics or radio shows
They're showing their love to the garbage and clones
Industry plants that sprouted their roots
Do nothing but suck like cheap prostitutes
I'm concentrating on the thoughts of pain on the roof of my mouth
Like toothpaste mixed with orange juice
I got the right angles
I'm big time like obtuse
All black like I'm Bruce
Ride the wave no swimsuit
Raps legacy is doomed and dead hanging from a noose
Recording in the lab Like I'm a recluse
I am a god fear me like i'm zeus
Understand one thing this isn't a truce
Don't wanna hear a thing not even your excuse
I think it's crazy that
I get more love from the other coast
Then I do from my own home
Now that I'm someone they pick up the phone
Now I got money they ask for a loan
Now that I'm working I can't be alone
It doesn't even matter cause now I'm awoke
I get more love from the other coast
Then I do from my own home
Now that I'm someone they pick up the phone
Now I got money they ask for a loan
Now that I'm working I can't be alone
It doesn't even matter cause now I'm awoke
I am awoke
Like a hibernating bear that was poked
None of you listened back then when I spoke
So many times
Thru so many lines, and plenty of rhymes
That I am alive and I was designed
To kill these MCs
And feasts on these beats
Like it's Mickey ds
Back on the flow that y'all hated the most
Was it to fast and you bled from your nose
Don't like the critics or radio shows
They're showing their love to the garbage and clones
Industry plants that sprouted their roots
Do nothing but suck like cheap prostitutes
I'm concentrating on the thoughts of pain on the roof of my mouth
Like toothpaste mixed with orange juice
I got the right angles
I'm big time like obtuse
All black like I'm Bruce
Ride the wave no swimsuit
Raps legacy is doomed and dead hanging from a noose
Recording in the lab Like I'm a recluse
I am a god fear me like i'm zeus
Understand one thing this isn't a truce
Don't wanna hear a thing not even your excuse
I think it's crazy that
I get more love from the other coast
Then I do from my own home
Now that I'm someone they pick up the phone
Now I got money they ask for a loan
Now that I'm working I can't be alone
It doesn't even matter cause now I'm awoke
Credits
Writer(s): Julian Vazquez
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