floor Hear these words and believe That this is not the end Don?t give up Don?t give up hope You?re not a You?re not alone Wake up babe Don?t be sleeping
feeling nothing from the waist down Hit up, lit up, he never gonna get up There's only one legend alive The rest you gotta dig up You acting like it'
I'm trying so hard to love my nation Underfed, overbred, I just can't get ahead It's not about the race or the revelation People shooting up the blocks
Your moms'll set that ass up, properly gassed up Hoodie to mask up, shit, for that fast buck she be layin in the bushes to light that ass up Number four
track. With no way to stop and no way to go back. Like a snowball that's gathering speed down a hill, Going faster and faster and faster until... Tomorrow
at night. It's like it happens for you, except it's all at night. It probably happens to you. They switch the air at night. They never leave a trace,
wrong way And when we leave out the party baby girl I got the game that they gon' play And when ya wake up tomorrow I'll be on the highway (PEACE ! ) [
to pass Get done up and run up And the guts of yo butt don't shake like they used to I wake ?em up like a rooster Take it slow, not faster than a turbo
that Media'll wonder why I rap like that Even behind the booth I'm strapped on a track like that Brooklyn, nigga, throw shells 'round ya head Wake up
an angel's voice, singing in quiet prayer It seemed to pull my heart, slowly straight up the stairs I spent that night awake, though you lay fast
the after party Just got in the hotel room, and this is getting started Better wake the fuck up cuz we not hear to sleep Uffie is hyped up in this
't have time to ask Back on the streets after five and a deuce Seven years later but still had the juice My homeboy Ken Gee put me up the track Told
't have time to ask Back on the streets after five and a deuce Seven years later but still had the juice My homeboy Ken Gee put me up the track Told me
, we in here We tossin it up I got my man Everlast in the house Tossin it up, youknowwhatimsayin Kid Jazz and Bango couldn't be here But we gon' to' it up
I roll up, it's sown up Any ghetto will tell ya', Nas helped grow us up My face once graced promotional Sony trucks Hundred million and billin', I helped blow them up
fast, I'm fallin off track,you steady so steady. *Pre-Chorus* I lock the door,and close my blinds, I don't want no one to see me, I turn my stereo up