Wake Up Verb T

[Intro]
Yeah, good morning!
Verb T, It's the morning process! Get yourselves out of bed. Its a new day!
(to a bed of 'wake up just get yourself up' repeated)

[Verse]
I don't know if its wrong, or if its kinda right
I hit the weed again to try and keep my mind alive
Won't catch me with a coke sipping cyanide
You feel me like the impulses behind your eyes
Tryin' to bring me down with the hateful diatribe
Damn snake hissing like some lit dynamite

Just add another to my catalogue
I still get the crowd moving like a cattle prod
Some fooling themselves; stop that and watch!
Not lonely with the fam here at the top
That's 'cos our focus is high son!
Ain't no limit though fuck the sky son!

Fans fear the day Verb's hang the mic up
Love this shit to the core, yes that's on my nuts[?]
No guts, no gusto they must know
We come through with a bus load and unload!
Yes I still got funk by the trunk load
I'm super samurai short yo, you dumb slow!