[Hook]
Niggas sleepinâ better, wake the fuck up!
This weed habit, drink the fuck up!
Bloody murder, you get ate the fuck up!
Your whole crew, we will break the fuck up!
[Verse 1 - Fredro Starr]
You better than us
The fuck will spark the East coast up, oh shit
The fuckinâ beast woke up, from outta deep sleep
Niggas is borinâ, fucking all these weak beast
The beast was snorinâ, now the beast is hungry
Stomach is growlinâ nigga ribs and such
And now itâs stock in the island
Motherfucker is smilinâ, but nobody smilinâ
âcause where I'm from, motherfucker, niggas we wallinâ
And the wolves be howling
Mines be rolling, cars be stolen
We're coming out the gutter, like fucker we bowlinâ
The shit that Iâm holding
Niggas talk shit, put the fifth to your colon
[Hook]
[Verse 2 - Sticky Fingaz]
Oh shit, you done woke up the monster
I smell rappers, no wonder
Its obvious, that I got too comforta-bull
And all these rappers now a days is (bull-shit!)
You call her fool like a bitch
Lala you signing and dancing, you bitch!
You need to loosen up your clothes nigga
And leave the dancing to them hoes nigga
Hip-hop started out on the block
I fell asleep at the wheel and the shit crashed into pop
When I speak, the hood got the ears up;Spock
And Iâmma leave my walker
You gotta get hit with them onyx
Nigga you know [x3]
Am I wrong?, hip hop need a face lift
And what better face than the mad face to get
[Hook]
[Verse 3 - Skits Vicious]
Blades and nunchucks
Blaze and gun shots
When Iâm done they can rake their guts up (motherfucker)
This heat turn your face to slush pop
Right to hell, this is satanâs bus stop
Got a hot bitch cuffed-up
Take the drugs, love
You get raped and butt fucked
I snort speed then wake I the fuck up
Kinda off topic but hey
Iâm somewhat crazed and drunk off
Jamaican rum shots
White boyâs cables cut off
Angels dust drops, how that taste?
D.O.D. mad face, pros case
[Verse 4 - Jay Reaper]
Niggas got no taste, but when Iâm looking that fuckers in the figures
We hard body karate, Killuminati niggas
Iâm Picasso, an apostle, hip-hop deliver
Y'all niggas pop so I'm popping a shot in your liver
Try and copy what I got and Iâll copy your chopper
Niggas claming they heartless, we'll put 2 in yoâ mamaâ (Braw, Braw)
Brains leaking and your head leave you lookin' like pasta
Ainât speaking, âcause you dead on the floor, an imposter(yeah!)
See Iâm obsessed with this sport
Less than Iâm core
Reppinâ with the Onyx, Niggas back with the force
We back in this war, we back in, of course
So all y'all boot legged nigga get your ass to the store (raw)
[Hook]
You're sleeping, bed is burning
Keep sleeping, bed is burning [x2]
Keep sleeping, keep sleeping
Keep sleeping, bed is burning [x3]
Keep sleeping, keep sleeping
[Hook]
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