Raekwon The Chef - Wake Up Lyrics
Chorus -(one) gun go off, showin everything is lost(two) hold between me and you, these the rules, cmon(three) yo, we gotta stand together to take creamn(four) without me and you the crew just could never beVerse 1:Imaginative mental, blood flyinThe most hardest niggas ***** they ironFoul, live like a lionListen to the streets and your gun go offSorta like a show offJungle way of livin, hittin dro offLifestyle changes niggas see thatThey gettin anxious just to throw one in your ski hatWatch your language, yeah, you fresher than a million bucksYou got a new hustle, you hardly knew niggas would envy lustThey gettin hungrier and niggas bustThey lit a bigger dutchFixin them calicos to dig your gutsDetectives roamNiggas come home and got a bigger domeReady to zone on what a nigga ownCaught in the mischiefHow can you live when its a sicknessThat sorrounds that projects and the trenchesWalkin through the bushes at nightYou gotta be sharp like a butcher knifeSubtly show up when the jooks is rightAnd everything will have a major likeWhether its black or whiteNobody knows until they snatch your lifeWake up son, the seasons just a thing the mind make upIts only real kid, ha, wake up!Chorus 2xVerse 2:The meat market pardon me, the heat marketChill, we got it on lock, the nigga got to sweet talkinI gotta eat and got the beast targetedRelax, my brothers on role, niggas got police barkinThey want us killed, sieze the sargentBlowin each cartridgeWe ill, realer in each marketFeel the leather jacket, sleek ostrichUnleash the arsonist, just popped the wig off of each hostageMake it real and make his niece watch itYokin grandmothers up, we kill until his peeps squash itVerse is somethin mean regardlessA green jar of harvestJust smoke, niggas got the green garciasA terrifying team of heartlessMove on the narcssWe only on it for extreme profitsAnd anyway we dream darknessI saw it through the jean paul gotier mint green gleam opticsSo wake up son, the seasons just a thing the mind make upIts only real kid, ha, wake up.Chorus 2xVerse 3:A message from elijahs kidsMy eyes opened, got wise on the bizStart risin my wigSeen everything I saw beforeHad dreams behind a wallAll I wanted was to balance my allMake it through feedin my kindReadin the linesOn how the dollar bill is shaped and designedTaught from the eightiesTalk, build, and protect all babiesStrong shelters with strong ladiesA nigga died, died amongst daisiesHe did it for the babiesThats peace, feed em if they gettin lazy.Chorus 2x
