Wake Up (feat. Gloom)

Beep beep
Man I'm tryna get some mufuckin sleep and shit
My alarm go off like... beep beep
Beep beep beep beep
Beep beep beep beep beep beep
I'm so sleepy I been nodding off in traffic
I got in the whip right after hoppin off the mattress
Cuz ain't got no bb he gon up that bitch and rack it
Gloom say that I'm decent he like how long you been rappin

Check the tally, I might go to Cali just to kick it in Los Angeles
I got tired of askin for my spot so I demanded it
Took it like a bandit did
No I can't be civil fuck yo vigil and yo candlelit

Blew them bitches out I ain't make a wish
Who the villain now, why I can't acquit
Sue me bitch I'm rooting for the Africans
Black kids, all over the map and shit
Garnet better than an amethyst
Talm bout black on black crime that's a myth
Pigs in the kitchen did ya catch a whiff
Kids going missin go n check the list

Police prolly in yo hood goin hella wild
And they Arresting protesters make em felons wow
Half of Hollywood full of pedophiles
And they finna murk Ghislaine cause she tellin now

And it's Fuck I.C.E
Death to alt right, fuck yo racist life
And it's fuck you too if you just watchin, that complacent type
Every time I'm inna booth I'm tweaking like they laced my mic
Everywhere I go I'm shittin on em so I take my wipes

Beep beep
I'm so sleepy I been nodding off in traffic
I got in the whip right after hoppin off the mattress
Cuz ain't got no bb he gon up that bitch and rack it
Gloom say that I'm decent he like how long you been rappin

Check the tally I might go to Cali just to kick it in Los Angeles
I got tired of askin for my spot so I demanded it
Took it like a Bandit did
No I can't be civil fuck yo vigil and yo candlelit

It's apparent all these Karen's tryna get me gone
I might pop sum like I'm Jarad I don't rock Vlone
I'm so quiet I wouldn't dare to tell you what we on
Crackers salty but they stares could never make me stone

Demons actin innocent but they too often sin
Systematic change outweigh all symbolic wins
Bowling ball Black knocking down oppressive pins
Aint shit bitter sweet I got no juice for all this gin
I might catch a klansman put a noose under his chin
I might catch a klansman put a noose under his chin
Fuck it put a noose under his chin bitch



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Writer(s): Andrew Ntamere
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