Wake up wake up wake up!

Wake up wake up wake up!

Verse 1:
Wake up wake up wake up!
Are you mad have you had enough?
Stop playin life off the cuff,(what!)
'Cos life is hard and truths are tough.
(Wake up wake up wake up!)
Are you shakin', breakin', delaying
The life you been playin',
Is your life 'bout the gangster death,
Are you ready to be laid to rest,
Can you pass the ego test,,
What you need is positivity,
Learn to love, learn to lead,
But the world will show you make believe, (Wake up wake up wake up!)
Wake up 'cos yawl bein' decieved...

Pre-Chorus:
D'ya remember when music was to raise the soul,
It changed into a battle for money and gold,
No wonder rappers die young, few grow old,
Or die in prison, man..that's cold!

Chorus:
It's the name of the game, ruled by the insane,
They sell your soul, abuse young and old..
They leave you down and done, nearly everyone,
In the empty shell you have become.

Verse 2:
So get up get up get up!
What's the problem, are you so blind!
Look back to feel the words left to die,
Now the beat seduces love into the blind,
(wakeup wake up wake up!)
Oh no...we gotta leave all the hate behind,
To get out of this place where the devil resides.
As many sell their souls, promote the smoke,
Don't be no dope, have hope and intellectually elope,
Keep yo'momma and yo'babies away from the negativity, be their positivity.

Pre-Chorus:
D'ya remember when music was to raise the soul,
It changed into a battle for money and gold,
No wonder rappers die young, few grow old,
Or die in prison, man..that's cold!

Chorus:
It's the name of the game, ruled by the insane,
They sell your soul, abuse young and old..
They leave you down and done, nearly everyone,
In the empty shell you have become.

Bridge:
This aint no game, these devil's aint playin,
You better listen, hear what am sayin'
They gonna strip you to the bone, burn your throne,
Turn you on yo' own, till yawl alone to be controlled.

Verse 3:
There aint no moral to this story it's up to you,
Wanna be there for yo'family or the stupid crew,
What's it gonna take to get through, are you even you?
'Cos words can lead you straight up the prison queues,
(Wake up wake up wake up!)
The trap was set in the rhymes they spoke,
Not to free yo'mind not to create hope,
It aint so, don't you know,
It's a gangster show to destroy us all,
Until we change the vibe to a rythum of love,
As the streets to to war because of us.

Pre-Chorus:
D'ya remember when music was to raise the soul,
It changed into a battle for money and gold,
No wonder rappers die young, few grow old,
Or die in prison, man..that's cold!

Chorus:
It's the name of the game, ruled by the insane,
They sell your soul, abuse young and old..
They leave you down and done, nearly everyone,
In the empty shell you have become.

I'm out!

Much L❤ve

Johnny❤