Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Wake Up , by - KIllarmy. Song from the album Wu-Chronicles, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 22.03.1999
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Wu-Tang
Song language: English
Wake Up |
| Yo wake the fuck up or get broke the fuck up |
| The wisdom we apply Son soak this shit up |
| If it was sess, y’all niggas would smoke this shit up |
| So wake the fuck up or get broke the fuck up |
| We are the street soldiers of the dark side of the planet |
| I give killing orders like a lieutenant |
| Hit the planet Earth then explode like a human cannon |
| The universal author, born to kill saga |
| Giving niggas head trauma |
| Bulletproof shield is made of gold armor |
| Brain surgeon is aversions my purging mind urban |
| Scientists found killed and wrapped up in curtains |
| Casualties, flashbacks, now simply that |
| I attack like Iraq, serious as a heart attack |
| Professional assassinator professor |
| Assassinate your mindstate and broke the metal plate |
| Lyrical Nostradamus, psychotic mind of Saddam, ex-con |
| Attack the Pentagon with unorthodox firearm from Vietnam |
| I crucify em, like Muslims murdering Jews from Jerusalem |
| Now who’s the supreme lyricist? |
| You can’t seize this |
| When I die, my name will be worshipped like Jesus |
| War visual individual incriminate the criminal |
| My culture nickel put holes in your face like dimples |
| Brains get unfrozen when they oppose, as we unfold |
| Futuristic scrolls that was prophesized scriptures |
| Hitting an untold, I roll with my skull and bones |
| Made of solid gold, skin is closing up approach your home |
| With a war, Armageddon in my home |
| Wisdom mind ruler mental intruder from the Tribe of Judah |
| Devils disappear like they went through the Bermuda Triangle Erupting on |
| Rzarector tracks like volcanoes |
| So God swear to me |
| I appear two years here for revolution in the burning constitution |
| Learned too much, came off must return |
| Observe the facts, delivered by blacks |
| Soon as we unite the sky cracked |
| A group of UFOs formed a seven in the heavens |
| Gods celebrated devils death day signal |
| Jail let loose the criminals, bystanders died |
| Waiting for miracles we giving you |
| Yo, I make your heart thump like tree stumps |
| Be cracking concrete chumps released once |
| The Earth shifts, vocal points clips he wrote and missed |
| Killer vocalist, load his fist blessed with loaded gifts |
| Golden clips, shotty slipped like psychotic hits |
| In soldier flicks, who wrote the shit superior |
| Mines combine the modus click |
| Enterprise like German spies, keep my eyes on Soviets |
| Stay Russian my direction I’m wetting like a leaf bone |
| Freak poems, seek thrones, to call home where freaks bone |
| To each his own, chrome zones, be cloned like chromosomes |
| So the chrome, the golden toned champ whip rolling bones |
| Fire’s on, blazin hot trails at night, Baronville |
| Shotty still collaborating on tracks with Bobby Steels |
| Generate a mill', Killa Bee law, kill or be killed |
| Know the Ledge, finally our justice has revealed |
| The 43rd conviction, incarcerated in hell for eternity |
| But my mentality and chemistry made me celestial through the galaxy |
| Sparks friction, generating through evaporation |
| Slay through meditation, your body is now liquidation |
| Even your haemoglobin is swollen with corrosion |
| Amputated and rated physical zone disintegrated |
| That’s what niggas face when fucking with the Sunz of Man |
| Go to the dungeon I could lead a hundred men, with a golden pen |
| Forced to intercept with the click from Shaolin |
| Killing devils, scatter they ashes over the sea of Mediterranean |
| That’s my trademark, PS burned in my victims heart |
| I be the Star from afar illuminating through the dark |
| Another burning face of death |
| The initiation of the Mason, 186 my name’s left in the Book of Revelation |
| Reminiscing about the days, raising hell |
| Representative of a mind, able to lead a city what technicality of mankind |
| Mistake trying to keep me behind the closed doors of reality |
| All three eyes to the revolution can now escape the blind state of confusion |
| Trials and tribulations of the original nation |
| Leaves a headache, the only chance of elevation |
| Unite with the black coalition |
| Sunz of Man, Population Click, Wu-Tang Clan |
| First the Killarmy eat your skeletons, buried in the Promised Land |
| You better wake the fuck up! |
| That’s word life! |
| Don’t sleep! |
| We don’t be having that shit no more! |
| Word is bond this is as real as it’s going to get |
| Wake the fuck up (4X) |
| Killarmy, Wu-Tang Clan |
| Word word, Shaolin |
| Wake the fuck up |
| Get the actual facts |
| Better fucking resurrect |