Lyrics: Cian D. Vazquez
Music: Nicolas M. Pepi
Wake the **** up!
They say
Hip-Hop’s influence in decline
I say
Wake the **** up!
They say
Hip-Hop’s influence in decline
I say
Hit a speed bump but
Speed bumps give you air time
So many different stories in this world I choose to share mine
And I guess you choose to listen
They say when it rains it pours but when I spit it’s pissin’
The fox broke in the coop now where the **** are all the chickens
Where the **** are all the chickens
The fox broke in the house now where the **** the owner
Like I’m still under wraps just wait until I’m over
It’s over
Like Halloween the second best thing that came in October
The rarest flow they call me sixteen leaf clover uh
That’s four squared they tryna block the door with more chairs
Like where the fruits of my labor ‘cause I need more than four pears
Bitch
A brief hospital stint won’t knock me off my course
My voice is going hoarse and yet I scream wit no remorse
My vocal chords are burnin’ yet I shout for recognition
And I won’t stop even when the deaf begin to listen
There ain’t no end to passion
I got this fire inside that burns without producin’ ashes actually it’s everlastin’
That bitch is always cracklin’
Internally I got some issues that it’s always tacklin’
Mom I’m sorry for my actions
This what my brain saying, 3-2-1 Action
**** that passive aggression and all that passive suppression
Of those active emotions that keep on actively pressing
You should actively question allow your active expression
Cause If you keep that shit internalized it’s passive depression
That’s passive depression
Guess that’s a passive lesson didn’t know that class in session Less is more and that’s the essence guess I’m still an adolescent
So I guess it’s really up to you to take my word
Foolishly I thought the road was straight but I seen many curves
Worst thing you can do is think you in control of what occurs
This life shit happens way too fast there ain’t no room for nerves