[Hook: Sticky Fingaz]
n***as sleeping better WakeDaFucUp
This weed habit, drink the f** up!
Bloody murder, you get ate the f** up!
Your whole crew, we will break the f** up!
[Verse 1: Fredro Starr]
Who better than us? The f** will spark the East coast up
Aaah sh**, the f**ing beast woke up
From out of the deep sleep, n***as is boring
f**ing all these weak beast, the beast was snoring
Now the beast is hungry, stomach is growling
n***a ribs is touching now they stuck in the island
Motherf**ers is smiling but nobody smiling
‘Cause where I'm from, motherf**ing n***as be wilding
And the wolves be howling
Minds be rolling, cars be stolen
We're coming out the gutter, like f**ing we bowling
The sh** that I'm holding
n***as talk sh**, put the fifth to your colon
[Hook]
n***as sleeping, better WakeDaFucUp
This weed habit, drink the f** up!
Bloody murder, you get ate the f** up!
Your whole crew, we will break the f** up!
[Verse 2: Sticky Fingaz]
Aaaah sh**, you done woke up the monster
I smell rappers, no wonder
It's obvious, y'all have got too comfortable
And all these rappers nowadays is bullsh**
You colorful like a b**h
Lala you signing and dancing, 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 on the block
I fell asleep at the wheel, the sh** crashed into Pop
When I speak, the hood got the ears up, Spock
And I'ma leave my mark and you gotta get hit with the Onyx
n***a you know, n***a you know, n***a you know
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, brazing gun shots
When I'm done they can rake their guts up (motherf**er)
This heat turns your face to slush pop
Ride to Hell, this is Satan's bus stop
Got a hot b**h cuffed up
Take the d**, love, you get raped and bu*t f**ed
I snort speed then I WakeDaFucUp
Kinda of off topic but hey
I'm somewhat crazed and drunk off Jamaican rum shots
(White noise) White boy's cables cut off
Angels dust drops, how that taste?
D.O.D. mad face, closed case
[Verse 4: Jay Reaper]
n***as got no taste, but when I'm looking that f**ers in figures
We hard body karate, k**uminati n***as
I'm Pica**o, an apostle, Hip Hop deliver
Y'all n***as pop so I'm popping a shot in your liver
Try and copy what I got and I'll copy your chopper
n***as claiming they heartless, we'll put 2 in yo mama
Brains leaking and your head leave you looking like pasta
Ain't speaking cause you dead on the floor, an imposter, yeah
See I'm obsessed with this sport, lesson, I'm core
Repping with the Onyx, n***as back with the force
We back in this war, we back in, of course
So all y'all boot-legged n***as, get yo' a** to the store
[Hook]
[Bridge]
Keep sleeping, beds is burning (x3)
Keep sleeping, keep sleeping
Keep sleeping, beds is burning (x3)
Keep sleeping, keep sleeping
[Hook]