Verse 1: Skyzoo The revisited “The Don Cheadle Effect” And the awards given off to the floor seats of the ‘jects And them awards given off for seeing respect To them all that's involved that call me they connect To the wall they was on the four seats of them steps That's beyond where that wall is drawing me to be next So I talk what I talked and y'all seem to be left They was lost and I crossed and all they see is a X My honesty in a Tec in the hands of our ? cousin Yo mouth screaming to “duck” While you be leaking from it See all I be is the tuck, so if you keep me from it They don't need what they want or what they need is wanted And wanting it lowered and trying talk them to know it Cut the K and the W and maybe I shouldn't throw this Cut the K get a W I just toss them a notice Let it play until it stuck and then you become the awoken Hook: (x2) This is for the awake Call it quarter to 8 Whatever they desired, I put it all on their plate What ever I would scribe they take it all for the day We on the same line as long as that line pays Verse 2: King Mez This for the awake, first viewing of the body Before the funeral numero uno with the shotty Who could part this Thank you for your listening and under-standing Reprimanding when you was up in ya lunches Arguing with n***as on ya solo against bunches About Nas when they ain't understanding his punches Pizza getting cold you ain't worried cause these dunces Never stomached the real, it's terrible that they crunches Homie I be kicking the real, like Brazil Without the ‘Z' giving people something to feel On every 1st listen they never knew nothing as ill Because I'm king, they be Bishop like they running with Steele Uh, let me get ya b**h that be something to k** While I maneuver through the game and I'm getting my bills Over saturation of rappers but we giving them sk**s Through the flood they see the real n***as spitting with gills Hook: (x2) Verse 3: Skyzoo When the comforter is in the same fold It was in when you first left hearing them same clothes And in the end you'll be tying together to make bose Get wind of when riding along to the same tone sh** dims, lights get lower than save modes And them rims on the tires is wired with payroll But then again, if you ain't get to touch that bed Then you caught when I was running when I said Hook: (x2) This is for the awake…