[Intro: [?]]
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
Hip-hop, was set out in the dark
They used to do it out in the park

[Verse 1: Locksmith]
Locksmith, I go in unorthodox
Verbally vaccinate any rapper that sort of pop
My conversation's a combination of condamnation
You kinda hatin'?
Then you watin' with the corpse of Pac
I'm the best we got
Stop denyin' me
So many plain rappers sayin they fly; it's irony
I will eat 'em all, Tech bring 'em in
I'mma clean his skin
You can have his bones on the Wake Up Show

[Verse 2: Supastition]
Allow me to set the pace for Revolution, King Tech and Sway
World famous, respected, go protect your neck with a brace
The realest radio rebels repping the west to date
Crowds - they forever stay moving 'em like they pepper sprayed
Every day, all day - always dropping exclusives
Spinning authentic rhythms not just popular music
It's Kam Moye, boy how could I not introduce him
On the Wake Up Show no man's stopping the movement
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