(feat. Dope D.O.D)
[Chorus:]
n***a's sleeping better Wake the f** up
Cuz' we ain't having it, Drink the f** up
Bloody Murder you get Ate the f** up.
Your whole crew we will Break the f** up.
[Fredro Starr:]
You better than us
The f** will spark the East coast up, oh sh**
The f**in' beast woke up, from out of deep sleep
n***as is borin', f**ing all these weak beast
The beast was snorin', now the beast is hungry
Stomach is growlin, n***a ribs and such
And now it's stuck in the island
Motherf**er is smilin', but nobody smilin'
‘cause where I'm from, motherf**ers n***as we wallin'
And the wolves be howling
Mines be golden, cars be stolen
We're coming out the gutter, like f** it we bowlin'
The sh** that I'm holding
n***as talk sh**, put the 5th to your colon.
[Chorus]
[Sticky Fingaz:]
Oh sh**, you don't woke up the monster
I smell rappers, no wonder
It's obvious, that I got to comfta -bull
And all these rappers now a days is bull- sh**
You call her fool like a b**h
Lala you signin' and dancin', you b**h!
You need to loosen up your clothes n***a
And leave the dancing to them hoes n***a
Hip-hop started out with the block
I fall asleep at the wheel, then sh** crashed in the park
When I speak, the hood got they ears up spock
And I'mma leave my walker
You gotta get hit with the ox
b**hes you know
n***a you know [x3]
Am I wrong?, hip hop need a face lift
And what better face than the mad face to get
[Chorus x2]
[Skits Vicious:]
Blades and numbchucks
Blaze and gun shots
When I'm done they can break their guts up (motherf**er)
This heat turn your face to slush pup
Ride to hell, this is satan's bus stop
Got a hot b**h, cuffed-up
Take the d**, love, you get raped then bu*t f**
I snore the speed then I wake the f** up
Kind of off topic but hey
I'm somewhat crazed, than drunk off
Jamaican rum shots
White boy's cables cut off
Angels dust drops, how that taste?
D.O.D. mad face, post haste
[Jay Reaper:]
n***as got no taste, but when I'm looking that f**ers in the figures
We hard body karate, k**uminati n***as
I'm a cost apostle hip-hop we deliver
You n***as pop so I'll poppin a shot in you liver
Try to copy what I gotta no copy you chop
n***as they clamin' they heartless, but put 2 on yo' mama'
Brain stickin' in your head then it lookin like pasta
Ain't speaking cause you dead on the floor, an impostor
See I'm obsessed with this sport
Less than I'm core
Reppin' with the Onyx, n***as back with the force
We back in this war, we back in, of course
So all ya' boot legged n***a get yo' a** to the store
[Chorus x2]
You're sleeping, beds is burning
Keep sleeping, beds is burning [x2]
Keep sleeping, keep sleeping
Keep sleeping, beds is burning [x3]
Keep sleeping, keep sleeping
[Chorus x2]