Music: Mukelwe Mhlanga
Everybody asleep 'cos you woke
I'd rather be wide awake
Everybody asleep 'cos you woke
I'd rather be wide awake
Look, they claim they woke
But when they sleep on me
It's so alarming
My teams' are gettin' close
'cause this guy is forever rhymin'
Wrote this at night
Just to ensure that all my stars' aligning
So tell the Grammys
They should BET this Oscar right here
Intoxicated, but I still rap
Like I'm still sober minded
Rigby and Morde'
So regular how the roster's soundin'
Lyrics are empty
But the Hip Hop scene is overcrowding
Prolly the reason
The real niggas feel so redundant
As I Walk upon this Narrow Path
Of becomin' aristocrat
Independence over being
Part of incarceration mass
A Self-made business
Not industry puppet kissin' ass
Wrong pen to paper
Anybody's a Sacrificial Lamb
Won't be another stat sellin'
Out to the dungeon trap
Keep my love for the raps
Ensure my soul's in tact
Can't be losin' self control
For some petty cash
I'd ask, how'd you sleep
Knowin' what you did to get the bag?
Look, and rest assured we get the bag
You see this face on the poster
They know I'm getting paid
And if you only see the name
That's only half the pay
'Cause that's the only way
To get a nigga some respect
Damn, that's how the realest brag
And never talk outta pocket
Unless you're talkin' cash
And never spend what you're spendin'
'Less you can make it back
'Cause when these hoes are gettin' more
Your fam is gettin' less
Taking those steps forward
Ain't no turning back
Give up everything that you had
'Cause self discipline's what you lack
The friends you make
Don't got your back
Run you dry before they dash
The lonely road's where survivors last
I'm still on this Narrow Path
God help us walk in the right
The world is headed left
Consumin' Forbidden fruit
Their juices satisfy their flesh
Trial and judgement awaits
Eternal Life or death
This life will always trip
Tie ya shoe laces, watch ya steps
I'd rather be wide awake
Everybody asleep 'cos you woke
I'd rather be wide awake
Pardon my intruding
I'm truthfully writing music
Whenever wide awake
You just practice on how to do this
So I just learn the lesson
I got the pen like a student
Improving all the corners
Of my life before I lose it
In Godspeed let
The soul bleed like a nudist
Can never measure up
When I'm hungry and I be clueless
I just make a way and picture
Better days I'm not a nuisance
The paper getting tired
From how a nigga been using
So I just let it tumble dry
While the ink is drooling
Moving like a Buddhist
I mastered the art of rulers
See when it's time for war
Retreat sounding like it's ludicrous
We be on our toes let em know
That we ain't new to this
Plus I got some niggas
Ain't vibing with none foolish
Whenever we hop out
I hope you saying none stupid
Let the tool ooze
While I'm paying dues
Recognize with your current
Eyes how I manueve
To the iris I be the light in the booth
Name your price list
I dilate all your pupils
By the night I be a lion in a suit
Waiting for applause
In the dark gimme truth
But I'm steady getting packed
Ain't no slack with the juice
They caught us in a fuse
So we playing by they rules
Maybe in a minute ****
It maybe in a few
But I don't think I can wait till
We blow up like a nuke