Wake Up

"Wake Up"They say he was a monster from birth, soFuck it, I'll just a lean warn-os them hoesI suppose O took on the street lifeEven though my mother told me I could be otherwiseWasn't the school type, I was too coolMy agenda wasn't general education, niggaGeneralizing Obie's expectationsIt was like, a cucoo in twenty-twosBad news my nigga, pass the brewCause in a week we be pouring a glass for youSo rapidly homies become causualtiesWe was just playing MaddenNow a nigga sad for his family, that's how it happensDudes get blasted, another casketAnother child becomes a fatherless bastardMake a nigga wanna grab this rachetIt's so tragic, and Obie can't get past itAnd you wonder why a nigga'll flash itJust to, show these demons that I ain't having itPut 'em beneathe the grass in a flashHomie I'm from the craftAnd to make it where I'm at, that's called SoldierismReal niggaz notice em, they wanna flow with 'emWanna do major shows with 'emGet the fuck out the ghetto wit 'emHeavy metal, leave a nigga twisted, don't fretThis is the set we live inBut I ain't crying or whining about my enviornmentEven though black folk is dying constantNiggaz'll shoot you unconsciousWit no conscience, until you lose conscienceConscious, and pompous white folk think I'm just rhymingJust designing lines, just for the sake of shiningLike I just speak violent applying to the business I'm inRewind and find him in a dirty ass hood with no sight of climbingMoving on up was just The JeffersonsRest of us watching the tube got less then themSo why you vexing him? Why you stretching him out?He got the weapon all because his whereaboutsBorn and raised, mental slavesAnd I don't see change before I'm seeing the graveAll I see is my homies corpse decayCrying at his wake, can't recognize his faceFace it, you not identifying with meMy identity distorts ya visibilitySo you can't see me, peep what he's achievingYou recieve information from TVI'm in the hood, I live it you read about itRest in peace PeezyPlease believe Obie eyes've seen The WirePrior to what you seeing on the screenI done been in and out of the bingLost niggaz to unfortunate thingsThat's why, praise the Lord I'm still on the scenePraise the Creator who made human beingsJust for creating a nigga like meA nigga that put the umph in G, yeah[Chorus 2X]Wake upI try to reach out but you won'tWake upMy brothers and sisters, we got toWake up'Fore you stuck in the system, and then yaWake upReality hits ya, before you canWake up