[Chorus 3X: Frukwan]
Better wake up
Better wake up
Now's the time
You better wake up, yo!
[Poetic]
Yo, yo, aiyo
My country tis of thee, bloodshed and misery
Ain't nobody givin me, liberty, New York City
Be makin it, hard to cope God
They even built a bulletproof benz for the Pope
Hard screens, group piece to hang loose
Off of a noose, of a rope in a tree
And still we supposed to see
Equality especially these days, when we gotta fight
Just to waste our equality of life
See urb' children hung a pain cut like a knife
No dome for the lights, in a room full of cockroach' and mice
Dad runnin out of ways of fixin the hot water pipes
Bad plumbin, storms comin, the wind's hummin
The Farrenheit tonight is 32 degrees, Tony please
Wake up, go help ya pop fix the boiler
I hand him the tools outta the box
I watched doin the knowledge to the look in his eyes
Ate lies to protect, four sons, one daughter
And his wife, her father, and plus himself
I didn't comprehend back then, he was teachin me
How to survive in the cold world's refrigerator
I'm bein chased by the queen later
As I collect supreme data, as a teenager
The unseen danger of bein a crew chaser
It seems major, green papers
Causes gray hairs, blood sweat and tears for long years
Mom said "You gotta be strong, dear, press on, dear
The load is heavy but it's still one that you can bear"
As the tear rolled off her cheek, nothin to eat
She's makin miracles wit some flour and some heat
No meat, it's aight mom, I'm vegetarian
Half boar, half humanitarian
Better wake up
Better wake up
Now's the time
You better wake up, yo!
[Poetic]
Yo, yo, aiyo
My country tis of thee, bloodshed and misery
Ain't nobody givin me, liberty, New York City
Be makin it, hard to cope God
They even built a bulletproof benz for the Pope
Hard screens, group piece to hang loose
Off of a noose, of a rope in a tree
And still we supposed to see
Equality especially these days, when we gotta fight
Just to waste our equality of life
See urb' children hung a pain cut like a knife
No dome for the lights, in a room full of cockroach' and mice
Dad runnin out of ways of fixin the hot water pipes
Bad plumbin, storms comin, the wind's hummin
The Farrenheit tonight is 32 degrees, Tony please
Wake up, go help ya pop fix the boiler
I hand him the tools outta the box
I watched doin the knowledge to the look in his eyes
Ate lies to protect, four sons, one daughter
And his wife, her father, and plus himself
I didn't comprehend back then, he was teachin me
How to survive in the cold world's refrigerator
I'm bein chased by the queen later
As I collect supreme data, as a teenager
The unseen danger of bein a crew chaser
It seems major, green papers
Causes gray hairs, blood sweat and tears for long years
Mom said "You gotta be strong, dear, press on, dear
The load is heavy but it's still one that you can bear"
As the tear rolled off her cheek, nothin to eat
She's makin miracles wit some flour and some heat
No meat, it's aight mom, I'm vegetarian
Half boar, half humanitarian
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