, fifty years And a lifetime of tears We gotta wake up, we gotta wake up Thirty, forty, fifty years And a lifetime of fears We gotta wake up, we gotta wake
a brother needed was a lil' push He so quick to push me Ride of the edge Write my name in red Write me off as dead, [missed] They deliver. We
Coming from a heart, speaking to a heart, let it be a cry Let it be a tear Let it be a sigh Coming from a heart, speaking to a heart, let it be a cry
the block and get what's rightfully mine I want PC, see me tuck in your chains I got niggaz my pops say that lifestyle ain't changed It's like wake up
I licked the silver spoon Drank from the golden cup And smoked the finest green I stroked the fattest dimes at least a couple of times before I broke their heart
So sad to everyone Did not occur to you Wake up an empty shell Someone to crawl into Dead days refuse to dream The blanket still asleep Concealing every
never wanted to fool you, no But a cold heart is a dead heart And a desert since all has gone A cold heart is a dead heart I've been buried alive by
I don’t feel so bad [Breakdown] I'm so sorry darling Did I do the wrong thing? Oh, what was I thinking? Is his heart still beating? Woah oh ohh [Chorus] Wake
Skin" Prophisied "Last Rites/Loved To Death" my friends Then I started seeing "Bad Omens" in my head "Good Mourning/Black friday" will I "Wake up Dead
love the way we let the water wash away Gonna wake shit up gonna break shit up gonna tear this Gone dead world apart Dont doubt the hate thats inside of my heart
took all that was mine! Stay as you lay - don't lead me astray! Wake up, mow the weed You'd be nothing without me Take my life if you have the heart
til the end homie that's how it is Life too motherfuckin' short for me to sit still I can't leave these streets nigga they pay my bills I gotta be dead
and pops mixed in with Jamaican Rum and Whiskey Huh, what a set up Shoulda pushed em dead off, wipe the sweat off Uhh, cause in this world I'm dead off
if I've ever felt so alive, alive (chorus) I want to wake up kicking and screaming I want to wake up kicking and screaming I want a heart that I know
bed And breathed like death And dreamed of sick dogs Shake shake Shake dog shake Wake up wake up wake up Shake dog shake Wake up wake up wake up Shake dog shake Wake
Lions in the street and roaming Dogs in heat, rabid, foaming A beast caged in the heart of a city The body of his mother Rotting in the summer ground
hit shit yet, Should be aiming at mah head, I?m top down on ya set! Bring em cheechs and them lil niggas got, Imma keep it 100 till mah fuckin heart
