Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Wake Em Up , by - E-A-SkiRelease date: 09.07.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Wake Em Up |
| Haha, Tech N9ne |
| They see all the shit we got man |
| They see all the cars we got |
| They see all the fans we got |
| They see all the money we got |
| And they seem to think that’s all we gon' get |
| But you know there’s gotta be something better out there |
| More money for us, we have to get more, ya feel me? |
| Yo I got cabbage |
| Living it lavish with me and Travis collabing at the snake and bat as a savage |
| Meaning Strange Music is the baddest |
| Here we got fanatics, that’ll ravish me, grabbing me, when they see me they do |
| acrobatics |
| Tech N9ne em, some be like nevermind em |
| But I blind em with clarity when they stare at me find gems |
| I’m him, the one that’ll step up to remind them |
| Brotha Lynch automatically shinin' when we signed him |
| Still, some think I’ve reached my peak and I’m seeking peace |
| Never that, bust like I’m deep in beef |
| And I’m never gonna let the reaping cease |
| When I put my key in my |
| Mercedes I’m seeing high |
| Numbers with wonders like strange music |
| And IMGMI |
| E-A-Ski, why these haters wanna debate we |
| The great, they see we ate |
| But I want more papes, so baby pay me |
| If you sleeping it’s wakey wakey |
| Mothafucka we straight see |
| Something better for the chedda, we crazy |
| I know I can do something better |
| Steady scheming to get mo' chedda |
| Even if I wake em up with my Beretta |
| Whatever endeavor, I’m gon' do better |
| Woke up wrong side of the bed |
| Now I’m committing homicide with the lead |
| Fowing like cyanide to the the head |
| Killing em with the beats, that’s half of the bread |
| No credit, you see me ball |
| I need it all, I said it |
| Keep talking bout it, I could rap about it all day all night |
| You choppin' it, that no bullshit |
| I come clap with it it, I could make yo girl going wild, go sellin' it |
| Hate all you want to, its irrelevant |
| The E in E-A, its for ex-e-e-e-execute, exterminate |
| You’re hors d’oeuvre on a serving plate |
| You’ll get served à la carte |
| And watch my name reverberate |
| There go E-A-Ski again |
| On the radio new hit again |
| Another video you can see me in |
| Mad cause I don’t wanna be your friend |
| I break bread with niggas like, Tech N9ne with triggas like |
| Blaow blaow nigga hold that |
| Cold like rigor mortis right |
| I go hard, marble top |
| Neighborhood watch wanna call the cop |
| 9−1-1 is a joke to me |
| Flavor Flav, Chuck D |
| Call me OG Mr. Skee |
| Original Public Enemy |
| Wake you up with this 223, and put yo punk ass back to sleep |
| I know I can do something better |
| Steady scheming to get mo' chedda |
| Even if I wake em up with my Beretta |
| Whatever endeavor, I’m gon' do better |
| I don’t know why you front |
| You could have anything and everything you want |
| Get rich, is about time you switch |
| Stop wearing fake jewelry, and lying to your bitch |
| It’s always on ya brain, more than anything |
| Ever since your hustle went bad, you ain’t been the same |
| It’s time to reinvent |
| Roll up on the next bitch you see and pimp |
| Make sure you tell her, it’s all about you |
| Everything’s a ho to me, that’s how I do it |
| If life was one pimp and one prostitute |
| Just put the bitch to work, that’s all you gotta do |
| And now the money don’t stop mane |
| It ain’t hard, you could run the same game |
| Fuck being broke, I can’t take this shit |
| Just sing along to the song and it’ll make you rich |
| I know I can do something better |
| Steady scheming to get mo' chedda |
| Even if I wake em up with my Beretta |
| Whatever endeavor, I’m gon' do better |