[Intro: One Be Lo]
Yo, how many people hear they alarm clock go off in the morning
You know what I'm saying
And then you hit the snooze button
It's time to get up
Lotta cats still sleeping out there
Ya know what I'm saying
They not on Subterranean
Watch this
[Verse 1: One Be Lo]
Never denied, better than Clyde, I glide from the three
Third eye verbally I'm certified with the beat
I drop one verse, other cats be rhyming for weeks
I'm thinking if he ever rest I'll be climbing his peaks
Rappers speak about how they packing nines on the beat
Pat him down, that's the clown that be quiet in streets
Ask around, blast around he crying for peace
Ironically I'm getting down five times in the East
Every time I release, classic material
You get a CD for ten but I'll sign it for free
Capitalism, have my children dying for cheese
Damn fashion grand dragon be designing your jeans
Buckle pants sagging Uncle Sam taxing me describing the thief
Bar codes that's the sign of the beast
Now the latest pagan faces be the flyest MCs
Hands shaking like a Mason with the highest degrees
Buzzing off the Vitamin C, no Heineken please
Gifted like the 25th don't have to light up the tree
Right of the free, hip-hop is Private Ryan to me
That means I'm moving up to bank it while you lying asleep
Yo, how many people hear they alarm clock go off in the morning
You know what I'm saying
And then you hit the snooze button
It's time to get up
Lotta cats still sleeping out there
Ya know what I'm saying
They not on Subterranean
Watch this
[Verse 1: One Be Lo]
Never denied, better than Clyde, I glide from the three
Third eye verbally I'm certified with the beat
I drop one verse, other cats be rhyming for weeks
I'm thinking if he ever rest I'll be climbing his peaks
Rappers speak about how they packing nines on the beat
Pat him down, that's the clown that be quiet in streets
Ask around, blast around he crying for peace
Ironically I'm getting down five times in the East
Every time I release, classic material
You get a CD for ten but I'll sign it for free
Capitalism, have my children dying for cheese
Damn fashion grand dragon be designing your jeans
Buckle pants sagging Uncle Sam taxing me describing the thief
Bar codes that's the sign of the beast
Now the latest pagan faces be the flyest MCs
Hands shaking like a Mason with the highest degrees
Buzzing off the Vitamin C, no Heineken please
Gifted like the 25th don't have to light up the tree
Right of the free, hip-hop is Private Ryan to me
That means I'm moving up to bank it while you lying asleep
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