Awake
Title | Awake |
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Artist | Omega McBride |
Album | Detour Ahead: The ApproxiMix Tape |
Release Date | 2022-10-28 |
Description | ? |
Lyrics | Wake Up, get up Jump up, start it up Wake Up, put on my clothes Get up, it's time to go Jump up into my car Start it up & let's roll I got people to see I got places to be I got Me & my team As I'm chasing my dreams Wake Up, put on my clothes Get up, it's time to go Jump up into my car Start it up & let's roll I got people to see I got places to be I got Me & my team As I'm chasing my dreams Wake up Come out driving with me In a speed traffic city Go no faster than a hippie Traffic iffy, high or tipsy Send me to another Solar system I will do the same things That I have accomplished, here Even without a brain Tame Tony, Tiki, Toto, Tim Toledo & Tremaine But don't try to put me in a cage I'm ahead of the game Pain pimping people, purposely So performance is lame Popping pills, problems still Populate us on the plane, dang You might also likeGet up, go to work Return, then go to bed so hurt We learn to put up with our dirt And flirt with what could really work You jerk Show & tell Then, go to Hell Smell the flowers bloom What if I'm never offered a deal Because I am so cool Swimming in a pool with sharks around While I'm preparing food And above the ground are artists growling Feeding you their tool Kinda cruel when you think about it If not for our will Granted to us Freely focusing on what is truly real Wake Up, put on my clothes Get up, it's time to go Jump up into my car Start it up & let's roll I got people to see I got places to be I got Me & my team As I'm chasing my dreams Wake up Peter Piper picked a peck of Puerto Rican Pickled Peppers Plenty women get attention Being hella cleavage clever Beauty's in the brains Hanging in the middle lane Shame showing on the face of folks And no one takes the blame Fame gets into the veins Bringing sprains with the pains Kinda funny how you prolly don't even know what I'm saying It just might do me some good if I keep it simple and plain Plaid prints upon my shirt cause I thought the Zebras was lame You might say the music that I'm putting out is different from before What if I told you it's not different but that you just didn't know My goal focus on the ones who didn't notice Sun and moon upon his shoulders Bogus workers on these posters Go for something as synthetic As a dummy while it's standing We support and give it merit Chew it up and call it Garrett's Kinda crazy when you think about it We reject what's real but what's real to you May Not be what somebody else can feel Wake Up, put on my clothes Get up, it's time to go Jump up into my car Start it up & let's roll I got people to see I got places to be I got Me & my team As I'm chasing my dreams Wake up I never had much Call it little or nothing Had a lot of Temptations, though David Ruffin Living off in the hood I could've pushed bricks Rocking my afro & pick Hitting a bunch of licks My neighbors my color me dummy Cause my money was funny Donated them speakers in my trunk To who took em that morning Not to mention my limited edition sneakers I guess they were thinking they were theirs But finders keepers They took my tweeters Dope fiends and woman beaters In need of Jesus Maybe I should speed up the meter Donated some clothes and a video camera Two hats, trifling, a brother could've had dandruff The Ghetto's not a place Issa state of mind and if you stayed in mine You might turn away and run So how bout you go ahead and play Have fun Ima be working til I'm gray and done |