[Produced by 9th Wonder]
[Intro: Spike Lee]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hip hop nation, this is Spiz-ike Lee
Been sleepin for too long, wake up..
Wake up - WAKE UUUUUUUUUUP! {*rooster crows*}
[Ludacris]
WAKE UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUP! {*rooster crows*}
I see the sunshine GAZING through the window pane (yeah)
Blazin like indo flame; it's to WAKE UP!! Come to yo' sense manye
Snow is all around you, but you don't play in the winter games!
Cartridges surround you, but you ain't playin Nintendo games!
Load 'em up and fill 'em up, to the top before you cock and aim
Tryna get from the bottom to the top like the stock exchange
Shower, shit and shave and hit the corner for a block exchange
Amazing what my people'll do for some pocket change
But maybe this ain't the life that you chose (chose)
This is the life where you stay strapped and pack a knife or end up with a blooded nose
Street survivor or survivor of the streets! (streets!)
And only the strong survive, there's no survival for the weak! (weak!)
Catch a sneak peak of death if you ain't on ya Ps and Qs
They carry banana clips and niggas'll peel you for ya shoes
It's the blues, but not on Hill Street - you could call it "kill or be killed" street
"Lost a pint of blood, let it SPILL" street
STOP AND WAKE UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUP!!!!! {*rooster crows*}
WAKE UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUP!!!!! {*rooster crows*}
[Intro: Spike Lee]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hip hop nation, this is Spiz-ike Lee
Been sleepin for too long, wake up..
Wake up - WAKE UUUUUUUUUUP! {*rooster crows*}
[Ludacris]
WAKE UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUP! {*rooster crows*}
I see the sunshine GAZING through the window pane (yeah)
Blazin like indo flame; it's to WAKE UP!! Come to yo' sense manye
Snow is all around you, but you don't play in the winter games!
Cartridges surround you, but you ain't playin Nintendo games!
Load 'em up and fill 'em up, to the top before you cock and aim
Tryna get from the bottom to the top like the stock exchange
Shower, shit and shave and hit the corner for a block exchange
Amazing what my people'll do for some pocket change
But maybe this ain't the life that you chose (chose)
This is the life where you stay strapped and pack a knife or end up with a blooded nose
Street survivor or survivor of the streets! (streets!)
And only the strong survive, there's no survival for the weak! (weak!)
Catch a sneak peak of death if you ain't on ya Ps and Qs
They carry banana clips and niggas'll peel you for ya shoes
It's the blues, but not on Hill Street - you could call it "kill or be killed" street
"Lost a pint of blood, let it SPILL" street
STOP AND WAKE UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUP!!!!! {*rooster crows*}
WAKE UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUP!!!!! {*rooster crows*}
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